Friday, May 24, 2013

Random Things I Suppose

Josh's Birthday Dinner

Central Park Picnic

 


Things to Remember

Fire Eskate = Fire Escape
Sniber Snap Peas = Sugar Snap Peas
I don't Guess = I don't Care

The other night we were all in the living room, and neither josh or myself wanted to make dinner, so I asked JHM to please go to the kitchen and make us dinner.  He dragged himself up, sighed and said ok.  He walked to the kitchen, opened the fridge and asked if we wanted white eggs (what we call hard boiled, since he hates the yellow part).  We sat on the sofa laughing, and said sure.  He took the two hard boiled eggs off the shelf, closed the fridge and explained that he would crack them, and cut out the yellow part with his own knife.  He moved the stool to the counter and we heard the first egg crack on the counter.  This is when we got up to help him. Sure enough he was standing on his stool, over the sink trying to take the shell off.  We helped him, gave him a butter knife and he cut the egg so we could take out the yolk. We ate the eggs together and then proceeded to make a real dinner.

It was one of my favorite growing up moments so far.  He was so willing to stop playing to go make us dinner and he put a lot of thought and effort into it. Did I mention he is only 2 1/2???  Everyday he impresses me more and more.

New York in the Spring is filled with beautiful flowers (and many other things)





We went to Florida for Mother's Day and had a nice time.  We hung out at the beach and the pool, went strawberry picking, ate a lot and spent time with family. Josh says I judge the success of a vacation by my tan lines, that being said - it was a success!



Beach Hair



"Whoa, look this one is perfect"

 

Grandma telling stories

Guess it was funny


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Do you "Love Your Own"?


 

JHM is full of excellent soundbites.  Everyday is something incredible.  One of my favorites that has been going on for a couple months is this:  "I Love My Own".

It usually goes down like this:

"Momma, I love you" 
"Thank, you. I love you too." 

"Dadda, I love you." 
"Thank you, I love you too" 

"I love My Own" (and he pats his chest). 
"Momma and Dadda, Do you love your Own?" 
"Yes, yes we do"

I've liked myself and I suppose always loved myself, but never really give it much thought. Except that I am happy with my life and who I am.  But when he started asking that and he is so sure already at 2.5 that he "loves his own",  It really made me stop and think.  Plus, the way he phrases it: Love My Own. 

I do love my own. I am my own person, I own myself and it's up to me to love me. and I love me. Obviously not perfect. Just me.

I'm glad I have him to teach me that.  Do you love your own?

Friday, April 26, 2013

JHM Overload? Not Possible





I have about 3 draft posts waiting for me to finish. Those can wait. While josh has been working on a very very cool personal project, I am Unbeautiful, and the lights have been set up in the living room, JHM has had some camera time.  I could not narrow down my favorites anymore, so here are 27 pics of him.























!!! He looks 15 here !!!




Friday, March 29, 2013

Empire State of Mind



A few weeks ago for our Young Women's activity the other leaders and I took the girls to Chipolte and then to the top of the Empire State Building.  JM had been there before but as a baby and apparently, he was super impressed this time around.

It was a crappy day, overcast, rainy and a bit cold. We had considered postponing the activity but decided to just go for it.  While we were eating the weather changed. The sky was clearing up and it was a little less cold.  When we got to the top of the ESB the East and South sides were roped off due to the wind. The guard told me they had JUST opened the North and West sides and would soon be opening the others.  Apparently, we got there just in time.

The dark clouds lifted, the wind eased a little (it was still super windy outside) and day was turning into night.  Personally, I think that is best time to see the City from 86 floors above the ground. You watch the sun fade and the city lights up. Literally.




JM's bestie came too (his mom is also a leader in Young Women's) and the two of them had a blast.



Each window was a new experience, and all were positive.  He's obviously pumped.

WOW!  Cool! Beautiful! (repeat)

Monday, February 25, 2013

Atopic Dermatitis, Er... Eczema

this was a bad day, though not the worst.


In the beginning of November, I noticed a few red spots on the back of JM's legs - behind his knees. I joked that he was getting scabies since the summer was over and he was no longer getting his super long daily baths.  Of course it wasn't scabies- it was eczema.  Well, I diagnosed him. I am 99.9999% I am right in this diagnosis.

The small red spots started to spread and inflame.  He would say it hurt and everyday it was looking worse.  I tried coconut oil (my first remedy for anything) and it didn't do anything.  A dear friend of mine made me a special concoction of Comfry powder, wheat germ oil, raw honey, lavender and chamomile, it helped a little, but was too thick to use easily. 

(To skip my drawn out explanation of learning the remedy, scroll down to Recipe for Fighting Eczema)

I turned to listservs and natural bloggers and nutritionists and learned that I should treat it from the inside out.  Makes sense to me.  The biggest common culprit I read about was dairy (big surprise- not). For JM's first year we avoided all dairy.  His body couldn't handle it in my milk when he was a baby and I cut it out of our diets.  With the summer months being as hot as they were, and JM being as cute as he is, we started giving him more ice cream, which lead to us being more relaxed on his dairy.  We were always out and about and would often grab a slice here and there as we walked around the city (which led to a child who LOVES pizza).  We would get Mister Softee or GROM and sit and watch people for hours. 

Because of the humidity of the summer, eczema doesn't tend to be a problem. As soon as the weather changes and the air becomes dry, BAM! bring on the pain.

I decided to cut dairy out of his diet and see if that made a difference.  In the vein of treating from the inside out, two other common remedies were probiotics (which improve milk allergies and aid in fighting inflammation), and fish oil.

After consulting with my favorite natural pharmacists, I started adding 1/8 teaspoon of Commensal to his morning juice.  It was also suggested to give him a teaspoon of fish oil.  He liked it at first, but then stopped.  I am just now beginning to sneak it into his smoothies again.

To ease his comfort and keep his skin moisturized I bought a really thick calendula cream that I put on at night and after his baths.

Long story short, it all worked!  His legs are WAYYYYYYYYYYYYY better. Not just a little bit, a whole lot better. I don't know what part I should thank the most but the combination was perfect.


Recipe for Fighting Eczema:

  • Short lukewarm baths 2-3 times a week (with butt washing in between) DO NOT Rub dry. Only pat effected area
  • Apply a thick calendula salve to effected area once or twice a day (immediately after a bath while the skin is moist)
bought this at a health food store in NC. This stuff is GREAT

  • Add 1/8 teaspoon of Commensal to juice, rice milk or anything cold daily for 30 days, then reduce to every other day
Adult serving is 1/4 teaspoon, cut that in half for kids

  • Give one teaspoon of fish oil
This also comes in a kids one, but it is the same thing. Again, serving for adult is 2 teaspoons, just give 1 for a kid.


  • NO DAIRY!!!!!!!  Use fake cheese for burritos, use rice or almond milk for everything milk related and use a non-dairy buttery spread in place of butter. We sub So Delicious or tofutti  for ice cream (too much soy is no good either- for a list of other reasons).  A week ago, JM was too qucik and ate some of our regualr cheese while we were prepping for dinner and no joke, his legs were worse for three days after)
I wish I had a really good before and after shot, but I don't.  Picture sad, red, swollen skin, and then don't picture it and you have a good visual.