Sunday, January 29, 2012

Don't talk about it, be about it.

Besides this new layout you're seeing, nothing new has happened since my last post.
The baby's still teething, we're still not getting a lot of sleep, and I haven't sewn. Not once.

I've read enough books to last me the rest of the year (about 10 in total) and I'm finally all caught up on The Vampire Diaries and Revenge. And while those things don't necessarily make the "productivity" list, they most definitely make the "happy/relaxed/self indulgent" list. That counts for something, right?

It's just too easy to be tired and lazy, especially when being either makes you even more of both. 
If that makes any sense. 
Before you know it, the to-do list is twice the size as when you started it, and you've lost all motivation to get it done. Which leads to feeling overwhelmed and exhausted, all because you didn't want to clean the bathroom. I think they call it the snowball effect. 

But starting tomorrow, things are gettin' back to business. No more slacking on the picture taking, the craft making, and the blog posting. The pile of laundry sitting in the corner of the room will finally be tackled, and the baby's room will go back to being semi-organized.
I'm going to stop talking about working out, and actually work out. The billboard at the gym by my house house says "Don't talk about it, be about it," and every time I drive by I feel slightly guilty for my "talk about it" attitude.

From now on, Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays will be my "blogging" days.
Mondays are going to be called Manic Monday, where I will talk about the weekend, post pictures that were taken, and talk about life in general. You know, the good ol' fashion normal stuff.
Wednesdays will be called Whimsical Wednesday, and on these days I'll post about anything I find on the internet that I think is worth sharing. This will include, but is not limited to; recipes, crafts, sewing things, books, movies, jokes, Youtube videos, photography, fashion.
And Fridays will be known as Formal Friday, where I'll keep it a bit more serious by sharing insightful things, like lessons learned, or what's going on in the presidential debate. I know you're not supposed to talk about politics and religion, but since when does anyone ever do what they're told?
If anyone ever has any ideas or suggestions on topics, please share them! I'd be happy to talk about things from a different perspective, or do a little research to answer some of your questions.

Hopefully this will help me to remember to write more often, and give me a few more things to write about.
Because as much as I'd love to talk about Aubrey 24/7, I'm sure you can only stand to hear about his being cranky and clingy so many times. But I may just throw in an extra post or two about how super cute he is, because, well, he's really super cute.

With all that being said, tune in Wednesday for my very first Whimsical Wednesday post. (I'd start Manic Monday tomorrow, but I have no pictures to share, and my new camera gets here Tuesday! More about that at a later time :D)

And because no one likes a post with no pictures, here's a picture!

See you later!

Thursday, January 19, 2012

This too shall pass

This is the third time that I've sat down to write this. If there's anything I hate more than feeling like I have nothing to write about, it's feeling 'forced' to write. I'll get a few paragraphs in, re-read it all and realize how fake it sounds.

Select all, delete.

I don't want to sound fake, and I don't want to feel forced. Writing is an escape, an expression of what I don't get to say while at home with an 8 month old. And I think it's been so long since I've written because I finally got back into my other escape- reading.
I almost forgot what it was like to get lost in another world. Almost.

The baby's been a little cranky lately, with the sleepless nights and the nursing strike he's now on. Things have been somewhat frustrating, and I've had to remind myself more than a few times how amazing he usually is, and that this too shall pass
And while he naps, I cuddle up in bed with a book and some Jack Johnson.
Some much needed 'me' time. While my days may not be filled with cleaning and cooking like most stay at home moms, there is hardly ever a time when I do something because it satisfies me, and me alone.
But reading... Reading makes my heart soar.
I can literally feel my stresses and thoughts, my concerns and ideas, lift away and leave me be. They cease to exist, and let me enter into my world of adventures and fantasies.
Yes, that is what I read. Paranormal, sci-fi, fantasy, dystopian.. Because I like to escape, and how better to do it than enter a world where the ordinary cannot be found?

Once I start, I can't stop, and before I know it, I've burned through five books, over 2000 pages.
It's like a drug, addicting, enticing, relentless. 
The books sit on my nightstand, calling my name, revisiting me in my dreams. And eventually, I give in. Instead of writing here, I'm lost in another realm. 
Please leave a message at the beep.

Eventually duties call, and I bring myself back down to earth.
I remember how I always used to wish that these worlds existed. That there were adventures, and magical forests with cunning enemies and charming allies.
I remember the disappointment that came after finishing a book and having to go back to the real world. 
Now it's different. I read because I enjoy it, and sometimes I need it. 
But when I'm interrupted by a crying baby lying awake in his crib, I put it down without hesitation because my adventures include him.

And other things, like birthday parties and pizza cooks-offs. 

And that is quite alright with me.
I've finally found this groove, this being young and being a mom, groove
It's been good. It's been liberating. 

There's a new book, with crisp pages and beautiful words, sitting on my nightstand, waiting to be read.
I promise I'll be back soon.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Food for thought

Oh, 2 more things I forgot to mention that I think are worth mentioning.

1.) I got Aubrey this new toy, right? It's awesome. Seriously, it makes me LOL when he plays with it, and the packaging just made me chuckle with it's ingenuity.

The side says 'Never be embarrassed by "baby fat" again.' I'm smiling as I write this 'cause it's just so darn cute. 
I think it'd make an awesome gift for a girl or a boy. 

I work out!

2.) I've been, once again, doing a lot of research about organic/homemade products versus mass production/store bought products, and man, was I blown away. I've written a post once before, long ago when my blog was more of a research log than a personal account of my life, about the dangers of the ingredients in our body care products
For a while, I was following a strict regimen of all natural products, but honestly, it became harrowing. Reading labels on the back of bottles can make anyone go crazy. I started to slip, and I reaped the consequences. My skin went back to looking dull, blotchy and downright pathetic. 
Not only could I physically see the repercussions of my laziness, but I felt them too. My energy was gone and my desire to do anything productive was zapped. 
So I became determined to revert back to my natural ways. I started taking my vitamins again, tried eating healthier, and am now home making a lot of my own hygiene products.
It's only been a few weeks with the vitamins and the eating, but the difference is amazing. I've gotten less sleep in the past 2 weeks than I did when Aubrey was a newborn, and I still feel better than when I got more sleep.
Here are a list of the vitamins I take:

Vitamin D3, 2000 IU's- 2 capsules per day (Whole Foods brand)
Prenatals- 1 tablet per day (Whole Foods brand)
Zinc 50mg- 2 tablets per day (Sundown Naturals brand)
PB 8 Probiotic- 2 capsules per day (Nutrition Now brand)

As far as eating goes, I'm pretty flexible. After all, I love food and I'm always hungry so it's hard to stay on a routine with that. No excuse, I know, but I try to keep my sodium levels low and I try to keep the processed carbs and sugars even lower. I eat my veggies and fruits and drink plenty of water throughout the day.

I found out a few days ago that one of the main ingredients in deodorants and antiperspirants is aluminum chlorohydrate or aluminum zirconium, which have both been linked to Alzheimer's and breast cancer. Since I was fed up with mine, and hate having to find a new one that works, I decided to make my own. It's been 2 days and I've never been happier. I used;
1/4 cup arrowroot powder (you can use cornstarch too, but it has been known to clog pores so be careful)
1/4 cup baking soda
5-6 tbsp of coconut oil
Mix ingredients in a bowl, and transfer to container of choice. Some people put it in an old deodorant stick, I put mine in a wide mouth mason jar. Up to you.
Also, i found it easier to mix when the oil was melted. Just put the jar of coco oil in warm water and wait a few mintues.

I also did a lot of research on the ongoing controversy with fluoride in our toothpaste, and unfortunately in our water, and decided it's best to do without it. Income homemade toothpaste.
3 tbsp baking soda
3 tbsp coco oil
25-30 drops essential oil of choice (ie; spearmint oil, peppermint oil, cinnamon oil..)
Mix ingredients in bowl. Add more or less coconut oil depending on desired consistency, and add more or less essential oil depending on how spicy you want it.
Sidenote; This toothpaste is very salty and does not foam. If you're expecting it to be like regular toothpaste, you will get freaked out and disappointed and give up. But I urge you to stick with it. It's worth it. Also, I've seen some recipes where people add vegetable glycerin and/or stevia to sweeten it up. Once again, up to you but I chose to do without.

Anyways, if it's something you're interested in than there's a lot of different recipes available through the web. Find what suits you best and go for it!
Next up is homemade body wash and lotion. Best part about it? It can be used for the baby, too. Talk about saving money.

Now back to cleaning, for real this time. ;)

Yin and yang

Sorry for my 1 week hiatus. This week has been crazy and beautiful and absolutely perfect.

It included midnight feedings for a cranky baby, new adventures with the family, a girl's night, and beer pong.
It was a yin, yang type of week. Perfect balance of being a mom, and being 21.

There isn't much else to say about this week except that it has once again reminded me to be proactive and productive. To get out, have fun, and love like there's no tomorrow.
Cliche? Maybe, but it's too true for me to care.

The weather was inviting and enticing, willing me to play outdoors and skip laundry duties once again. I said yes without hesitation, and couldn't be happier that I did.

We helped daddy work on his car.

We frolicked in the streets and watched as passing neighbors gave us the stink eye.
A baby, in a walker, on the street?! Irresponsible. 

And then we crawled around, on the ground, without mama freaking out. Letting go of the germs, step 1.

We experienced new things, like animals other than dogs, and rides that we weren't too sure about.

Grandma, I think you're a little too big for that train. Just sayin'.

And boy, were we spoiled. My arms were free the whole day, and that baby didn't sit in his stroller. Not once.

And we were finally convinced that sand is not the enemy.

Even though I don't completely enjoy waking up at 1 a.m, and every 2 hours after that, to feed and change the baby, I don't really mind it all that much either.
It's my chance to snuggle him and kiss his little forehead. It's the few times he falls asleep nursing, the few times he lets me cradle him like a real baby.
And I wouldn't trade it for a full nights sleep any day.

Okay, I'm done procrastinating. You know how when you do a really good cleaning/organizing job, you have to make the room really messy first? Like it gets worse before it gets better, right?
Well, I'm in the worse stage right now, and it's taking every ounce of my being to find the will to finish it.

Wish me luck.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

New year. New memories. New Discoveries.

With the start of the New Year come and gone, I figured it's only appropriate to look back and see how far I have come. To look at what I've learned.
I'd make a resolution, but I never keep them, and we all know how disappointing it is to feel like you've failed.
I could make a resolution to keep a resolution, but that just gets too confusing.

I never knew how much one person could change in one single year.
How many memorable events could happen. Moments that take your breath away. Moments you pray you never forget.

I've learned that pregnancy is a beautiful thing. To be able to feel every move, their practice breathing, hiccups. To be able to provide anything they will ever need. To be able to wholly protect them and comfort them.
 30 week sonogram

39 week belly (3 days before baby came)

I've learned that mostly nothing happens the way it should, or the way you want it to. But I have also learned that, that's okay.

Coming home from the hospital

I've learned that the right things to do are hardly ever the easy things.
Like breast feeding, or tithing. Just to name a few.

1 month old

I've learned that love gets stronger when you share beautiful moments together. When you share struggles and tears and poopy diapers. I've learned that it isn't true what people say. How having a baby can make a relationship tense, makes things difficult.
I've learned that the man I chose to spend the rest of my life with is an amazing father and even more amazing husband. I truly learned how selfless, helpful, kind, loving, gentle, and honorable he is. All the things that I already knew were multiplied and reinforced a thousand times over.

2 months old

I've learned that I'm strong. Stronger than I ever thought I was, stronger than people told me I was. 
That pain only lasts so long, and people can only hurt you so much.

3 months old

I've learned to stop trying so hard.
To make people like me. To make things perfect. To keep the germs away.

4 months old

I've learned that I'm good at things I thought I would never have patience for.
That I underestimate myself too often, and bow down to insecurities that don't exist outside of my head.

5 months old

I've learned that it's okay to cry, even though there's nothing to cry about.
I've learned not to wipe away tears during sappy movies, and that crying when I'm thinking about my beautiful life is absolutely normal.

6 months old

I've learned that real friends are always there for you whenever you need them, and that you can tell a real friend anything, void of judgement. That a real friend can pick up right where you left off, even if it's been months.

7 months old

I've learned that family will always, always be there. That they're my number 1 fans, and that they'll always tell me what I need to hear.
I've learned what family really means, and who I can call my own.

Yesterday, 7 1/2 months old

Needless to say, this has been the best year of my life.
I'd say I hate to see it go, but I can't wait to see what else is in store for me.
So here's to the new year, new memories, and new discoveries.