(although - I am beginning to add back a little bit of dairy with no ill effects - yay!)
A few weeks ago we had low-supply issues
most likely due to hormones and stress.
Now Lexi is so busy
that she isn’t wanting to nurse as often as she should
and when she does nurse
it’s not for as long as it should be.
Or maybe she’s nursing so efficiently
she doesn’t need to nurse longer?…
Add to that
Etienne is almost her size and half her age.
So now I’m wondering - am I starving the girl?
she does have plenty of rolls….
Breastfeeding is tricky business.
Letter of Intent
Time to turn it in.
I haven’t even begun shopping or planning yet
for the coming school year.
Partly because my budget for school
is less than half what it normally is
and partly because
I don’t know….
I am looking forward to Jeremiah starting school
Not because he’s so teachable;
he’s the most know-it-all 5 year old I’ve ever known.
But things are just really clicking for him right now
and that’s fun.
I still have a lot of weight to lose but I realized last night that I have lost forty pounds since I went in the hospital to have Lexi. Never mind how much weight I gained while pregnant. Lets just say it was more than the 17 lbs I gained with Lily!
Picked our first tomatoes today.
I’m worried we may miss a few
since they’re packed in there so tight.
Didn’t mean for them to be, we spaced them properly
but that darn manure just works so well….
old underwear doesn’t make the best tomato ties.
I haven’t sewn in weeks
with the exception of turning an old maternity outfit
into festive 4th of July clothes for the girls
and teaching Nate and Kaylana how to make diapers
during their way-too-short but wonderful visit.
Every time I think I really want to pull out the machine
the thought of all the mess I’ll make
(and the mess the kids will make while I’m sewing!)
Probably I shouldn’t have fudge dipped granola bars in my snack box anymore. The granola part doesn’t make them healthy enough to eat 2 a day but the fudge part makes me want to. Some days the fudge part wins.
I think with Tyler's help I managed to impress most of my children.
"It looks just like the ratatouille in the movie!"
"Did you mean to do that?"
Of course, I doubt many people aspire to replicate a dish made by a rat......
Jeremiah wasn't quite as impressed as everyone else.
"It looks kind of like in the movie but the eggplant doesn't look just right."
After eating he said, "I like it okay, but I don't nearly love it." several times - to make sure I got the point....
We also had my current favorite food
Simply crush a few cloves of garlic, cover with olive oil and let set 10 minutes or so (longer is perfectly fine) slice zucchini lengthwise about 1/4" thick brush both sides with garlic oil and sprinkle with salt grill for about 5-7 minutes per side. They'll look somewhat transparent when they're done.
mmm, mmm, good!
~ another doozey from our in-house critic:
I was putting on make-up getting ready for the wedding. Jeremiah thought I should wear lipstick. I grabbed the eyeliner. "Is that lipstick?" "No, it's eyeliner." "I think you should draw a line all the way around your eye." Fashion help from a 5 yr old boy. Next was eyeshadow. "Is that the lipstick?" "No,......." Then on to mascara. "Is that the lipstick?" "I think you better not put on any more makeup on your eyes or you'll look like a clown." ~
it's a good thing I've got thick skin although I'm sure he's got something to say about that, too.
A young friend of Tyler’s is getting married this weekend.
His bride-to-be is a sweet little thing from a close-knit family.
She’ll be leaving several younger siblings.
If I were in a position to give Ms. Abigail Sawyer
(isn’t that a lovely name?!)
I would tell her,
“Your siblings will miss you terribly.
your parents will miss you, too; they’ll be fine.
But the kids.
They just might feel abandoned.
Sure they like Taylor. And they’re excited to have a big brother but they don’t really know what they’re in for. When you leave and don’t come back after a few days there will be a hole.
I know you are anxious to be one with your new husband and all that s*x and cooking and cleaning and s*x will keep you pretty occupied. May I encourage you, though, to take the time to let your siblings know that you still value them and love them.
Send them a note with a drawing - if you’re so inclined. Visit once a month. Help smooth the edges of that jaggedy hole.
Because there will be a jaggedy hole; they’ve had you their whole lives. And now you are gone.”