28 February, 2010

Mabel's Labels Contest Entry

I don't have much time. The electrical storms are rolling in fast, by this time tomorrow the interwebs may be nonexistent. I don't know what comes next; world wide chaos I imagine, looting in the streets, anarchy. It won't be pretty I'm sure.

Surprisingly, I'm not scared. I'm unafraid. I'm ready. My life passions have well prepared me for this moment.

God - "Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me" Psalm 23:4. Whatever challenges arise from this I know God will see us through. He has a plan. I will turn to him, the calm in the storm.

Blogging - Thanks to the beauty that was the internet I have friends, true friends, stretched from coast to coast across this country, the world even. I know that if things get dangerous, the homes of my friends will serve as safe havens, as we traipse the land in search of our place in this new world order.

Homeschooling - I'm so thankful we've homeschooled all these years! We have the supplies needed to continue our children's education regardless of the circumstances. Whether life continues as it was pre-internet, or we're forced underground in a Mad Max Thunderdome existence, our children will be well educated.

Green Living - This passion will serve us well. As the foundations of order and government crumble we can continue in comfort. I know the basics of hydroponics, cob house building and reusing recyclable materials. With a little ingenuity we will have the basic comforts.

To my family and friends: I love you dearly. I will see you on the other side of this catastrophe, hopefully no worse for wear. Good luck and God speed.


**Relax. There are no electrical storms or impending doom. Don't go all War of the Worlds on me. This post is my entry into the exciting Mabel's Labels Contest. The winner receives a trip to BlogHer 2010 and a one year contract as a paid blogger for Mabel's Labels.



Bible in 90 Days Update : Behind Again

I'm behind. Again. Ugh. I was behind a few weeks ago, got caught up and allowed myself to fall behind again. I'm frustrated with myself for not following through, but surprisingly I'm not beating myself up or stressing about it. I'm hopeful and I know I'll complete this challenge. I will keep keepin' on. And I'll catch up again...eventually.

I could give you the reason for my falling behind (Bram has been W-A-Y off his schedule, staying up L-A-T-E and getting up early and napping while I'm teaching Fox or doing housework. Most of my B90Days reading was completed before Bram woke in the morning and I would finish my reading in the evening after he went to bed. So my productive time has been derailed. But I'm getting him back on schedule and correcting that) but the fact of the matter is that I've allowed it to slip from the top of my priority list and allowed sleep to take it's spot. I simply need to prioritize.

Since I'm just beginning Jeremiah I decided not to share scripture that has touched me. Instead, I'd like to share the chorus of a song. It's not a Christian song, it's a secular one, in fact the reason I'm only sharing the chorus is because the rest of the song definitely doesn't glorify God. But the chorus speaks to my heart in a poetic way. The song, God is a DJ, is from Pink, my favorite punk-rocker-mad-at-the-world-tough-girl-with-a-heart-of-gold singer :)

If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
Love is the rhythm
You are the music
If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
You get what you're given
It's all how you use it...

*Don't forget to come back tomorrow (Monday) for the first of my 31 DAYS TO A SOMEWHAT CRUNCHY YOU series!




26 February, 2010

The Final Installment : Exploring Homebirth


This is the final installment of Exploring Homebirth, I hope you've enjoyed this series as much as I have. So far we've enjoyed the altogether different homebirth stories of Hannah, Kash and Heather. If you missed them, click on their name to enjoy their story. At the end of today's post I will share some homebirth resources for those of you who may want to explore the topic further. Today's homebirth post is a beautiful wrap-up from Susan. She has had the pleasure of birthing seven children, each in the way which worked for them. She gave me an adorable photo to post, but as my readers know, I am tech-illiterate and am having trouble getting it to display. I will have it up as soon as I can, it really is a sweet photo.

Each of my 7 wonderful children came into the world under different circumstances.

  • For child #1 I had traditional prenatal care with an ob/gyn. My son was born via emergency cesarean section.
  • My #2 and #3 were both delivered at a tertiary teaching hospital. I was able to deliver naturally except that my labor was induced.
  • #4 was delivered by a midwife who was in practice with an obstetrician. #4 decided to scare everyone with a decelerating heartbeat. An emergency c-section was ordered until my midwife decided to try sitting on the floor and holding the monitor to my sideways belly. #4 wasn't in duress, she was merely positioned in a way that kept the monitor from working correctly. I was able to continue with induced labor and have another natural VBAC
  • #5 was my very first natural VBAC that was not induced. What a difference that made, so much less pain with natural contractions.
  • #6 was delivered via a home water-birth with a certified nurse midwife. Talk about pain-free. Water births are wonderful.
  • #7 was delivered at home with the same midwife. I intended to have another water-birth but the little guy was in a hurry.
I'm going to ignore the debate of home-birth versus hospital-birth. Parties on both sides of the issue can point to compelling statistics, with total honesty, for or against either choice. The truth is birthing is not risk free. From my point of view and from my personal experience I would always, if possible, choose a home birth. Yet there are advantages with hospital births.
  • My cesarean section saved both my life and my son's life. I had H.E.L.L.P. syndrome, it is not something caused by a "cascade effect" of medical procedures. There is no cure except for quick delivery.
  • I was able to go from being considered "high risk" to "low risk" after having a normal second hospital delivery.
  • Labor and Delivery Nurses- In my experience good ones are worth their weight in gold and should be showered with rose petals everywhere they go.
  • Maternity wards equipped with whirlpool baths big enough to float in- Ahhhhh, most wonderful after any delivery and I most definitely don't have one at home.
  • Maternity wards again. When you already have children at home, staying in the maternity ward can be incredibly quiet and peaceful.
  • The Nursery- If you have a difficult labor, like I did with #4; the nursery can be a great help for a quicker recovery.
Instead of now listing the advantages of home-births I thought I'd share a brief outline of my last home-birth. The differences between the following home-birth and the usual hospital-birth should be apparent but can be summed up with the words: gentle, patient, and peaceful.

  • I woke up to gentle but regular contractions.
  • I had a lovely day around the house nesting and spending time with my other children.
  • I called the midwife and my husband to come around 3:00 that afternoon.
  • My contractions slowed as soon as they both arrived, but it didn't worry me or the midwife. She chatted with my husband and I mopped my kitchen. The contractions were regular, every 5 minutes or so, but not intense.
  • My husband and I decided to go on a brisk walk. Just 30 minutes of walking hand in hand in our neighborhood with my husband was both relaxing and bonding. It also kicked my body into a more intense level of labor. I was a bit worn out when we got home, but happy.
  • A friend arrived at the house to help- she served everyone dinner. I ate a small portion and felt renewed strength.
  • While my family and friends chatted I stretched on my bedroom carpet and concentrated on getting into the rhythm of my contractions; embracing the waves. The lights were dim. I moved to a birthing ball and shifted around finding ways to relax and focus and even enjoy the experience.
  • After about an hour I suddenly felt exhausted and lay on my bed to take a short nap. The contractions were deeper as my body moved into the third stage of labor.
  • 15 minutes passed and I felt suddenly restless; the quality of my contractions had changed. I felt my cervix dilate and called my husband and midwife to help me get up.
  • My midwife started to double check the water temperature for the water birth. But # 7 had different ideas. When I stood up I felt the overpowering urge to push and my little one came into the world. With my husband and midwife supporting me I got to catch my baby myself.
  • After delivering the placenta I walked just a few steps and climbed into my own bed with my baby and nursed and cuddled to our mutual contentment. My friend and children were still doing dishes. They got to come and meet the newest member of the family and spend time with me before going to bed themselves.
  • When the midwife did need to check over the baby she simply put all of her equipment on my bed and my husband and I helped and chatted.

Though I loved my home birth experiences, every pregnancy is different and choices have to be made on an individual basis. If we were to have another baby, we would carefully reassess our options.

After all, the desired end-result is a sweet, round, warm baby- not a picture perfect birth story.

Susan can be found blogging at Daily Coping Skills. There she shares her everyday successes and failures as a homeschool mom of seven. Her two youngest children have FOD (Fatty-Acid Oxidation Disorder) if you are interested or in need, there are resources available at her site. Susan blogs with an open heart and optimism.

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25 February, 2010

Exploring Homebirth : Part Three


As shared in both Hannah's and Kash's birth stories, homebirth isn't for everyone. Perhaps your spouse does not feel secure in the idea, perhaps you have a high risk pregnancy, or maybe, like the story you are about to read, there are circumstances come about which are out of your control. Most of the time labor and delivery is a smooth process in which the body cruises along on "auto pilot". Sometimes, however, things can go awry. That is why it's important to have a back up plan in place. Today Heather shares her attempted homebirth. I love the fact that she does not beat herself up for her labor not ending the way she had originally hoped. What do you think?


My labor started slowly. I had contractions for a few weeks before the birth - but they were mostly just tightening. On Halloween night (Friday), I woke up at about 1:30a.m. to some pretty strong contractions. When I went to the bathroom, I noticed I was losing my mucus plug (this may be TMI for those of the male persuasion who read the blog...). Basically, this meant that my cervix was opening and things were progressing. Sweet.

I was in the bathroom most of the night on Friday night. But by Saturday morning, the contractions had slowed back down. I knew that the birth was imminent, so I spent the day resting - I knew I would need my rest... But I didn't really know the half of it.

Saturday night, I woke up around the same time - 1:30am - this time to contractions that made me get out of bed. They were about 10 minutes apart, and though not TOO strong, every time I had them, I had to get up and get on my birth ball. [Come to find out later, this is a sign of a posterior baby - I was having back labor.]

David, my husband, got up around 3am to keep me company. He built a fire, we hung out...for a few hours.

Then, Sunday morning, things started to slow down again. David went to work. I tried to rest.

For those of you counting, this is the second night in a row that I haven't slept. This detail becomes important later.

So, it's Sunday morning. David got home around 11. My water broke at 11:30am. I called my midwife, who told me the standard: when my contractions are 4-5 minutes apart, 1 minute long and stay that way for an hour, call her back. Well, at this point, they were still about 10 minutes apart, so I thought I had some time.

Within 30 minutes, my contractions were 4-5 min. apart, lasting 1-2 minutes...and they never slowed down.

Sunday
11:30 (am) water breaks
12 (pm) contractions hit full force
3:30 pm - midwife arrives. I am only dilated to a 2. WHAT?! I try to regain my composure and tell myself that things could speed up. She also tells me that the baby is posterior - so I am sent into various positions during my contractions to get baby to flip. No wonder my back hurts.
11:30 pm - midwife checks me again. I am only dilated to a 6. WHAAAAT?! It is at this point that I cry. I was expecting a long labor - but this was getting hard.

The night was kind of a blur. We covered up the clocks when my water broke, so the details get kind of fuzzy to me from here on out...

At some point, my midwife gave me some herbal tincture that put me out between contractions. Since I hadn't slept in two nights (this was the third), I was exhausted (not to mention the marathon I was running). The herbal mixture took effect for about 2 hours - I would pass out (literally, sometimes I was snoring) for a few minutes - only to wake up to a contraction.

We had our tub set up, which was wonderful, especially to help me relax between contractions. Also, my midwife and doula were great about coaching me through the contractions. We had such a positive atmosphere, which made the whole process so much more manageable.

Back to the timeline...

At some point, I was checked again (maybe 4 or 5am), and I was at an 8 (transition). My midwife also realized that baby's head was turned (not pushing effectively in the right place and causing some swelling of my cervix) and her body was back to being at least partially posterior. My midwife tried to turn baby's head and position my cervix correctly.

Then, my midwife had some ideas of ways to get things moving and get her position switched. At this point, I got my 5th wind and gave it all I had. At around 6am, I remember having one foot up on a stair and with the support of my midwife and doula, I was doing lunges through my contractions. I was focused, but conscious enough to realize that what I was doing was absolutely crazy.

I tried everything. When my midwife checked me again, there had been no change. I was still at an 8, and baby was still in the same place. She tried to move the head again, manually - through two contractions. This didn't work, either (and was, I might note, the most painful part of the entire process).

It was slowly coming up on 24 hours since my water broke. I was GBS positive with no antibiotics (my choice). There was meconium. And I was totally exhausted.

After some deliberation and talk, I decided that I wanted to go to the hospital. I realized that even if I dilated to a 10, I would probably not have the strength to push out my baby - especially if the pushing phase was as slow as the other processes of labor.

Plus, someone had mentioned that there was pain relief at the hospital. Sign me up!

Up until this point, it never occured to me to leave or to seek pain relief. I felt supported, encouraged, safe and confident. I was following the natural processes of my body - which, although slow, were progressing.

But I made the decision to leave (my midwife told me later that she had a time in her head that she would have insisted we leave for the hospital - I just called it earlier than her). My midwife called the hospital to let them know we were on our way and what the situation was. Because it wasn't an emergency, we didn't rush out of the house, we didn't call an ambulance. Everyone packed up - David packed our hospital bag - and we left in our cars.

Worst car ride of my life - in rush hour traffic. That's all I'll say about that.

When we got to the hospital, it was a little before 8am on Monday morning. Right in the middle of the shift change. So we had to wait for the nurse and the OB on call. Meanwhile, I am dilated to an 8. Having 8-like contractions. Which I know aren't doing anything. And I haven't slept in 3 nights. And I've been in hard labor for 22 hours. And I was sooooo close to drugs - but they were just out of my reach...

The hospital experience ended up being wonderful. The OB on call was amazing - he was encouraging of me and the work that I had done at home. We had literally tried everything. In fact, he said that an epidural wouldn't do me any good in terms of helping my body progress along because I was already doing the work that the epidural does (i.e. block catacolomenes (sp?) so that my body can relax and do its work). I was bound for surgery - but I had to make the decision.

I opted for surgery right then, knowing that prolonging the labor wouldn't do any good (turns out, once I was checked again and we were in surgery, things were getting worse - more meconium, cervix was more swollen, and I was back down to a 6).

I think I finally got some pain relief around 9:30am. My daughter was born at 10:02am. And the whole procedure was wonderful. Everyone there was so great - the OB, the anesthesiologist, the nurses. They were supportive and encouraging and warm and professional.

Did I grieve the change of location and surgery? Yes. Definitely. Am I at peace about it? Yes. Definitely.

Would I do it the same way again for this birth even if I knew the outcome? Yes. Definitely.

I did a lot of work during my pregnancy sorting through my fears of labor, of transfer to the hospital, even of surgery. And going into my birth, I felt confident and secure and at peace with whatever the outcome. This was all tested when I had to choose the hospital, and again when I had to choose surgery. However, I felt I could embrace even these changes because I was truly at peace and calm about whatever turns were to take place during my labor. Plus, I knew I had tried everything and that surgery really was the only option.

Right now, my daughter is 15 months old, and I am facing the birth of my second child in just three weeks. I am definitely grieving the fact that I do not have the option to have a natural birth this time around, but revisiting this birth story I am reminded of the individuality of everyone's story. This next baby won't start at home. We'll take the same ride to the hospital, but I won't be dilated. We'll be in the same OR with the same doctor, but it won't be after a long labor. It's hard for me that I won't have a home birth experience, but I am learning to embrace the births that I do have - even if they involve a lot more drugs and doctors than I would ever choose.

Heather can be found blogging at Whole Living Gal. She has received training in holistic health counseling and understands the importance of finding a healthy life balance. Although, as a mom, she knows the definition of "balance" can change often. Heather seeks to lift up others by sharing her attempts, success and failures, to get "it" right.



24 February, 2010

Exploring Homebirth : Part Two

Yesterday Hannah shared her beautiful birth story, along with facts to support homebirth. Today Kash takes us on the journey that led her to choose an unassisted homebirth, and stresses the importance of Mom's comfort during labor. Like homebirthing itself, an unassisted homebirth is controversial and not for everyone. But for those with low risk pregnancies it is an option, one worth educating ourselves about. As I stated yesterday, please don't take the information shared here as medical advice. These are simply mothers sharing what worked for them, beautiful experiences which may broaden your horizons. So please join me in welcoming Kash.



I'm a huge fan of certain birth authors, but two that I love who write extensively about the physiology of birth are Michel Odent and Sarah Buckley, who are also both physicians. One of the things that both their writing emphasize is the importance of the birthing woman being unimpeded and unstressed. Most women have heard of the fear-tension-pain cycle in childbirth; their work goes farther and analyzes how environment effects each of these as well as the birthing woman's physiology, specifically her hormones. One thing that I have taken away from their work is that birth is safest when the woman feels safest. Birth is safest when the process is uninterrupted, and it proceeds quickly.

Michel Odent described and named what he calls the Fetal Ejection Reflex. It happens, he writes, when the mother feels truly safe. Sarah Buckley, in a Mothering magazine article, described the results of a hormonal surge: "The mother experiences a sudden rush of energy; she will be upright and alert, with a dry mouth and shallow breathing and perhaps the urge to grasp something. She may express fear, anger, or excitement, and the CA rush will cause several very strong contractions, which will birth the baby quickly and easily."

There is, of course, much supporting detail, but their work helped reframe my thoughts about birth. I knew I wanted an unhindered, safe birth; I had to figure out what would get myself & my baby there.

Homebirth was something that had intrigued and interested me from the time of my first pregnancy, but I was uncomfortable pursuing it with our living circumstances at the time. When I become pregnant for a second time, there was no other option in my mind.

My son's birth was quick and joyous. I had no stress due to deciding when to leave the house, nor to less than supportive nurses, people I had never met. I'm an introvert, and knowing everyone who would be present was a balm to my soul. There was still stress introduced, however, and unfortunately, it was introduced just as I entered and left transition, and began to have the urge to push.

I believe that stress, which was in fact related to the midwife we had chosen to attend the birth, impeded the fetal ejection reflex somewhat. I had not prepared for a birth before she arrived, and her delayed arrival, combined with her inability to maintain a copy of directions to our house, definitely initiated the fear-tension-pain cycle, albeit beginning at tension, rather than fear.

And so I continued my quest, chasing the fetal ejection reflex. How would I feel safest, and what was the best way to have an unhindered birth. Years before I had a positive pregnancy test for my third child, I had my answer. Freebirth. Unassisted, unattended birth.

I felt it was the safest way to birth my baby, for me.

Throughout my pregnancy, I listened to the song "Defying Gravity," from the musical Wicked. One line asserts, "It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap;" when my daughter's due date arrived and then ended, I truly leapt. I waited, and her due date became "a week ago." When labor arrived, a week and two days after her (very accurate) due date, it was even faster than my son's had been. Just around the three hour mark, I suddenly felt myself grabbing my husband and my mother, and standing. Even as I stood, my rational brain was asking how I had done it. I was alert, excited, and down she came - fast. Born quickly, born with the fetal ejection reflex I had instinctively felt was safest and also necessary.

Sometimes I sing to her now, a different line from "Defying Gravity;" "And if I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free."

Hailing from the biggest state east of the Mississippi River, Kash is a homebirthing & homeschooling all-around crunchy mama to three little clones. In her spare time (ha!), she blogs, reads, and collaborates with others on local birth advocacy work. Stop by and visit her at A Little Rebellion.



23 February, 2010

Exploring Homebirth : Part One


I wanted to take a few days and highlight a subject that is very near and dear to my heart; homebirthing. While I have not had the privilege of experiencing a homebirth myself, I am convinced, that for some women, this is a very positive and viable option. And when proper measures are in place, homebirth has proven to be just as safe as a hospital birth for low risk women. My goal here is not to change your mind, or to denounce hospital birth, but to educate you on an alternative. I am not a doctor, so do not take this as medical advice; every family must make the decision that best suits them. This is just a group of women sharing our experiences and opening our hearts. So with that in mind, please welcome Hannah as she shares her homebirth experience.





Although it may seem like a radical choice to many, for a mother with a low-risk pregnancy, homebirth is a safe, healthy option. Studies continue to show that homebirths are just as safe as hospital births, with the benefit of fewer complications.

But regardless of the statistics, one of the most important things an expectant mother needs to decide is where she will be most comfortable giving birth. For some women, that’s a hospital, and for some women, that’s at home. Each mother has to weigh her particular circumstances – risk factors, physical location, and what she hopes the birth will look like.

There are numerous reasons why a mother may choose to give birth at home.
  • Most mothers in a homebirth setting experience less pain, simply because they are more relaxed. Just setting foot inside a hospital can cause anxiety that may heighten the perception of pain.
  • There is no need to leave older siblings. They can be close to mom and dad throughout labor, though usually families will arrange for a relative or friend to come and help with childcare. With births that take place at night, older siblings don’t need to be disturbed, and will often sleep through birth, then wake up to greet the new baby in the comfort of their own home.
  • Mothers have more autonomy and freedom to labor however they are most comfortable. At home, a mother can move freely, eat and drink as she feels the need, and choose any position she’d like for both labor and delivery.
  • Often, homebirth provides the best chance at a natural labor and delivery. When a mother chooses to labor at home, she has an assurance that she won’t be pressured into any unnecessary interventions, and the likelihood of a c-section is greatly reduced.
I can share my particular story and my particular circumstances as an example of how one mom, in one setting, has enjoyed two wonderful homebirths. And let me be very clear that I don’t regard homebirth as the superior choice, but it has been the best choice for me and my family.

I had an overall good experience giving birth to my first baby attended by a certified nurse midwife in a hospital. We had planned for a completely natural, intervention-free birth, and that’s exactly what happened. Our daughter arrived 27 hours after my water broke, after an hour and a half of pushing.

When we found out we were pregnant again a couple of years later, the memory of my previous birth stood out in my mind as long and tedious, no doubt because of the many hours I had spent pacing in our hospital room. As I began to read and research homebirth, it just made sense to me. If I didn’t want all the drugs, needles and monitoring that come with a hospital setting, then why give birth in a hospital? Why not labor in the place that I would be most comfortable?

Because of strict laws in our state concerning midwives, we had difficulty finding someone to attend a homebirth. We finally settled on a practice of doctors that attend homebirths, and though we would have preferred a midwife, figured that this was the next best thing.

Leading up to our first homebirth, there was the normal pre-birth anxiety. But this time around there was also some nervousness about our choice. Pretty much everyone around us thought we were at least a little bit crazy for giving birth at home, and I’m sure some people thought we were really crazy. Friends and acquaintances either said very little, or made a comment like, “Wow, you’re so brave!” Which I knew actually meant, “Wow, you’re nuts!”

But we were still excited and confident about our choice to birth at home, and we gathered all our supplies and made plans for the big day. I made plans and lists for all that I could do around the house to keep me busy while I labored, and set aside all the things we would need for the birth itself.

Once the day arrived, our homebirth was everything that I thought and hoped it would be. I labored throughout the night, and our baby boy made his appearance in the early morning hours. I still remember that I was shocked at how quickly the labor had passed, and was in utter disbelief that I was already holding this little baby in my arms. I couldn’t stop smiling. We had done it. We had our healthy baby boy, born in our very own living room. Our toddler had slept through the whole thing. A nurse made it to the birth in time, but the doctor on call arrived shortly thereafter, with a bit of scolding for not calling them sooner.

When we found out we were pregnant with our third baby, our choice to birth at home was an easy one. Once you’ve had a positive homebirth experience, it’s hard to imagine giving birth anywhere else. We had a direct-entry midwife attend the birth this time around, and she and her assistant arrived in plenty of time, so we chatted with them while we waited for labor to progress. Once it was time to push, I squatted at the edge of our bed. After about 20 minutes (this was my biggest baby by more than a pound!), another baby boy greeted us, this one chunkier, and with a bruised purple face from his slow exit. (You can read the full, LONG birth story here.)

It was about 8:30 in the morning, so I immediately sent my husband to bring in our other two children. I was so excited for them to finally get to meet the baby that we’d been talking about for so long. One of my favorite moments was having my big kids pile into our bed with me to admire baby brother.
We are expecting our fourth little blessing at the end of the summer, and we are planning for another homebirth. Because when it comes time to welcome a baby into the world, for me there’s no place like home.

Hannah is a mom to three children and expecting baby #4 at the end of the summer. She and her husband have found parenting to be an exhilarating, exhausting, joyous ride that leaves them thankful for their blessings each day. You can find her blogging about it all at Mulberry Spot.




21 February, 2010

Crock Pot "Baked" Potato Soup



This recipe is from my favorite slow cooker cookbook, it is fabulous; The Southern Living Slow Cooker Cookbook. It hasn't let me down yet and it has everything, soups, main dishes, sides, desserts-you name it. I haven't made this particular recipe in years, not since I discovered I was allergic to dairy. But it was a family favorite. I should make it for the Hubby again. He probably misses it as much as I do.




Baked Potato Soup

6 large russet potatoes, peeled and cut into 1/2 inch cubes (about 3 3/4 lbs)
1 large onion, chopped (about 1 1/2 cups)
3 (14oz) cans chicken broth with roasted garlic
1/4 cup butter
2 1/2 teaspoons salt
1 1/4 teaspoons pepper
1 cup whipping cream or half and half
1 cup (4 ounces) sharp Cheddar cheese, shredded
3 tablespoons chopped fresh chives
1 (8 ounce) container sour cream (optional)
4 bacon slices cooked and crumbled
Shredded Cheddar cheese

  • Combine first 6 ingredients in a 5 Quart slow cooker.
  • Cover and cook on HIGH 4 hours or on LOW 8 hours or until potatoes are tender
  • Mash mixture until potatoes are coarsely chopped and soup is slightly thickened; stir in cream, cheese and chives
  • Top with sour cream, if desired and sprinkle with bacon and Cheddar cheese.
  • Be sure to turn off slow cooker after you add the cream or it will separate.
  • Makes 12 cups

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20 February, 2010

Beautiful Blogger Award


How sweet is that? Meadow Musings, maker of amazing chocolate chip pumpkin bread, blessed me with a BEAUTIFUL BLOGGER AWARD. I'm honored, it's so nice to know that people appreciate the strange meanderings of my mind.

Here is how the award works: The recipient of the award chooses 15 bloggers to pass the award on to, and shares seven things about themselves. There are so many great blogs out there, it's difficult to choose, I don't want to leave anyone out! But here goes.

















Okay, okay so that's actually 16 but I lost track and didn't want to delete one :) A lot of those ladies are my Twitter friends too, so if you tweet look for their Twitter icons and show them some love.

Now, Seven Things About Me

  1. I've never read Pride and Prejudice
  2. I have blue eyes
  3. I've wanted to be a mom of 5 boys for as long as I can remember
  4. I loved that bloody freak show movie Natural Born Killers when I was in high school
  5. My favorite season is autumn
  6. I'm a horrible housekeeper, but I try
  7. I'm on a quest this year to draw closer to God
Update: I just found out this award was also bestowed upon me by Audra at Rediscovering Domesticity. Thank you, I feel doubly blessed! :)




A Cure For The Homeschool Winter Blahs!

Remember those winter blahs I mentioned yesterday? Well, I think I've found the answer!!


They have a great line-up of speakers that will cover a myriad of topic including but not limited to: Movers, Shakers and Denim Cloth Haters, I'm Homeschooling But I'm NOT Happy, Learning Styles and Beyond, Essential Science and Babies, Toddlers and Preschool.

In fact, Sprittibee is giving away THREE conference tickets on her blog. She's speaking at the conference, along with Dawn Camp, on the topic How NOT To Homeschool. All you have to do to enter is click over to her blog and leaver her your advice on how NOT to homeschool. (You can earn additional entries by tweeting or following her). The contest ends at 6PM TONIGHT! So so don't dawdle.

Still not sure if this conference is for you? Here's what Heart of the Matter has to say about their conference:
Our mandate is given in Exodus 18:20. God wants us to teach our children His principles, His thoughts on family, His plan for our future. Those are His mandates that must be taught at home. Every parent is a teacher. This is not just a homeschooling conference but also a parenting conference. Please join us for this fun, informative, and encouraging conference from the convenience of your own home!

Are your feet dragging? Do you need a little pick-me-up?Winter is wrapping up and we are anxious for spring -- for green, for sunshine, for life, for a little oomph in our homeschool day. It's easy to get bogged down and for things to turn hum-drum.

A Woman Inspired and Heart of the Matter Online are excited to bring you a Homeschool Refresher conference that is sure to give you a boost. This conference will feature some speakers chosen specifically for their ability to revive, rejuvenate, and renew the hearts and minds of their audience. You are sure to walk away motivated and inspired to achieve great things!

And if that's not enough, the conference is priced at only $12.95!



19 February, 2010

Weekly Wrap Up


Are you getting tired of hearing me say "We just did the basics this week"? I know, I'm like a broken record, but that's what we've been doing.

Monday we didn't have school due to the holiday and the fact that my husband's brothers were up for a long weekend. The kids had a blast in playing in the snow.

On Tuesday co-op was cancelled due to the snow (insert unashamed happy dance), so we had a regular school day. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday were pretty regular too, except for on Friday Bram, who is two, discovered the joy of painting.




That's about it. Fox is doing US history and we're finally getting to the civil war, so I'm planning a field trip or two to Gettysburg in the next few weeks. I'm looking forward to that!

How was your week? Are you stuck in the winter blahs too?

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Friday Fails

I was hesitant to participate in Friday Fails because I was afraid, I wouldn't have anything to post about. (pride, much?) But I'm finding I have plenty of Friday Fails fodder. This week, I have two fails for you.

FAIL #1

Bram has been potty training, he's doing really well. One of the reasons I feel he's done so well is because I have a Peter Potty in the living room. It's convenient. He simply runs to it when he needs to, then I empty and clean the pee-pee-drawer a few times a day. Easy. Except for when I forget to put the drawer back after cleaning. Yeah.


FAIL #2

This one totally wasn't my fault. During my shower I was minding my own business, rinsing my hair when there was a large clattering and I was suddenly being pelted in the calves by a big stream of water. I don't know what happened, but now Shane has to fix the faucet this weekend.

18 February, 2010

A Prayer Request - Update

A couple weeks ago I came to you, my readers, with a prayer request. Thank you to all those who commented, tweeted and prayed. I'm not sure, but it looks like the answer is

No.

And surprisingly (for me) I'm okay with that. My journey in drawing nearer to God has given me an unexpected peace and capability to deal with things that don't go the way I want. Of course, the answer could also be

Not Right Now.

And I'm okay with that too. I can see where He is still softening hearts, but that doesn't mean things will go my way. First and foremost my prayer was "your will be done". So I trust that is what is happening.

To fill you in, as I've mentioned before, my husband's father has addiction and depression issues, which he is diligently fighting. His latest bout took place around Christmas. His two youngest sons (my husband's half-brothers) ages 12 and 14 stayed with us for about a month while their dad did what he needed to do to pull himself together. They come up several weekends a month too. We love them dearly.

Well, as many of you know, the job market is tough out there and my husband's dad's job was looking shaky, add to that his own issues and the huge difficulty of being a single father of teen boys and you can imagine what he was going through. He was looking at his options and what would be best for the kids and was considering allowing them to live with us. He was on board for homeschooling and all-which is a miracle in and of itself.

We were elated at the thought of having them with us full time but a few things came about which have caused him (my FIL) to reconsider or at the very least, hold off on making a decision. So, that's where we stand. We'll continue having them up to visit regularly and hopefully one day they will be able to live here permanently. If not then hopefully their dad can face down his demons once and for all and make it through this difficult economy.

Thank you for your prayers.



17 February, 2010

Tips on How To Get a Sponsor



Did you participate in the #getasponsor Twitter Party last night? It was a fun hour, chock full of great advice, information and prizes! It was hosted by the brilliant ladies behind the upcoming Relevant Conference (sarahmaeblogs, mutheringheight and mrsmoneysaver) and Tommy Nelson Kids.

In case you don't know:

The Relevant Conference is a conference for Christian women bloggers. It is a place to come together with kindred spirits in fellowship. Their goal is to provide us a place to lift one another up while sharing and learning about blogging and social media. Relevant will be held October 21-24, 2010 in Harrisburg, PA.

Tommy Nelson Kids is a biblically based producer of children's toys and products. They offer Bibles, audio books, stuffed animals, movies, music, games and more for kids ages infant-14 years old. They are a proud sponsor of the Relevant Conference, and are looking forward to forging relationships with bloggers.

There was so much great information given at the twitter party, I couldn't possibly relay it all. If you missed it you can still learn by reading the #getasponsor transcript. I plan to go back and read the whole thing to see what I missed. But here is some of the advice I took away last night:
  • Don't be afraid to approach a company (professionally). The worst they can do is say no.
  • Know your niche and your audience.
  • Know your stats.
  • Have and use a media kit.
  • Come to the company with a plan. Show how you can be of value.
  • Be confident.
Great advice, don't you agree?





16 February, 2010

Stick to Your Hips...I Mean Ribs...French Toast



I love French Toast. It's one of my favorite breakfast meals. This dairy free recipe is extra sweet. So sweet you don't even need syrup and can eat them on the go if you choose. My boys, however, still like to heap them with powdered sugar. I hope you enjoy the recipe.



1 Loaf of Bread, Sliced (I like to use 1/2 of my homemade bread)
6 Eggs
1 Cup Rice Milk
1/2 Cup Sugar
1 1/2 tsp Cinnamon
1 tsp Vanilla

Whisk the eggs in a large, wide bowl or deep plate until almost frothy. Combine the sugar and cinnamon in a small bowl. Add the rice milk, cinnamon-sugar mixture and vanilla to the eggs and mix until well combined.

Lay a few bread slices in the egg batter. Allow them to sit for about 30 seconds to a minute. Flip them over and let them sit a little longer. Your goal here is to allow them to soak up some of the egg batter, but not so much that they are wet all the way through or falling apart when you pick them up. Grease a pan that has been warmed over medium low heat. Pick up the battered bread and allow it ti drip, use your finger to wipe off any excess batter.

Lay the battered bread slices in the pan and allow them to cook about 1-2 minutes or until lightly browned. Flip and brown the other side, be sure the bread is cooked all the way through. Repeat until all the bread is golden brown and delicious. Enjoy!

*That is a stock photo of French Toast, my camera didn't feel like taking photos today. It's contrary




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