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I have been off this space for quite a while, between having the third babe and learning how to be a mom of three, it’s been a handful around here. While I have plenty to save, I don’t always have the time to get back here, even though I enjoy it so very much.

Today I came across a Facebook post that really struck a chord with me. It was a mom nursing her baby in a restaurant, and sharing how she was staring down a lady who was shaking her head and shaming this mother.

I am a nursing mother. I have nursed my three babies as long as they wished ( and one did not wish to and I pumped for him). I have nursed in public and in private, in cars, while wearing them while holding them. I’ve even nursed in a moving car while traveling ( don’t try that!). I love to nurse my babies and I understand the need and desire. However there is a thing called respect. Respect for our fellow humans, respect for our elders, respect for our society who we need to live with.

That includes breastfeeding in public. There are ways to nurse a baby uncovered discreetly. Having a breast completely uncovered and bare is not necessary. Yes, it is your right to nurse in public – however, it is not your right to make people ( many who have been on this earth longer than you and managed to nurse and care for their infants) feel uncomfortable during their outing to enforce your right. They have every right to feel slighted and offended – much more so then the nursing mother does. If one person can ruin an outing for an entire restaurant who is in the wrong?
So, instead of forcing people to ” normalize” breastfeeding maybe we could force people into showing manners and respect toward others? I don’t care to see someone pop their dentures out, floss, or relieve themselves in public. It’s not socially acceptable for someone to pass gas loudly and proudly, so can we please at least make an effort for having some sort of decency for nursing?
After all, if we teach our children to be constantly confrontational and demanding to enforce every single right are we any better than the people who stare and shame breastfeeding? If manners are taught at home, shouldn’t they be enforced in public?

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Casting on and cutting in…

September 16, 2014


I’ve been a busy bee the last few weeks with projects and furniture moving, room rearranging and some dreaming. With a dear friend’s request for new baby bibs, I began to bust out my sewing supplies to revamp my Etsy store. And while it’s still a work in progress, I’m getting there with new items cued up and on my ironing board to finish up.

Oh, but it’s not just been sewing! Its been knitting and casting on for some baby items for this little guy who is on his way. Very quickly might I add!
So, without much further ado, a quick photo album of my recent WIPs!

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Hard days

July 17, 2014


As a stay at home mom of two with another one the way, sometimes my patience is spread terribly thin. There are days like yesterday: my head is throbbing, my belly aching and both boys very tired and emotional when things end up less than ideal.

It was late afternoon and I attempted a trip to the library for a juggling show. The bigger child enjoyed it greatly, but the two year old was ready for a nap and began rolling, kicking and acting up. We lasted 30 minutes before I was done wrangling and my patience ran out. So home we went, ready for naps. I asked everyone to nap just so I could sleep, being five months pregnant with a tummy ache made for a very tired mommy. And so, we tried, and my four year old have it a good shot. But as I fell asleep he came in asking to read stories and I lost it. Much like a toddler who loses it completely, I started crying and being mean. Why would you want a story right now when Mom is exhausted? How could you ask?

And as expected, he went to his room, shunned by his mom, and cried. And my heart sunk and I felt like the worst mother ever.

I called him to me and apologized, grabbed books and we cuddled and did stories.

But the pain of my reaction stuck with me all afternoon and my guilt grew. I felt terrible and as I unloaded on my Husband that evening, he helped me realize that the kids were fine, the moment passed and everything would be well tomorrow.
All of us have bad days, moments when we lose it and just cannot be selfless anymore. I feel as society expects us to be super humans, super mothers who dress fabulously, bake, craft, create and have beautiful, well behaved children who are prefect stimulated and socialized. This is just not humanly possible. And, as moms we deserve a bit if grace to forgive ourselves for being human. Because being mom, whether stay at home, working, single, gay, straight or married is a ROUGH job. It is hours of endless selflessness, love and patience that sometimes just takes a toll on our minds and hearts. And everyone makes mistakes, even when that means momentarily hurting your kids’ feelings in a weak instance.

Return to center

July 12, 2014


Summer and life seems to move at breakneck speeds when children are involved. And for my (soon to be not so) small family it seems a conscious effort to slow down and catch our breathes has been in order. A few days ago Hubby and I had a long, long chat about how we both longed for our homemade days of a few years back, where home was truly where everything happened, where we cooked, baked, played and created.
For me, it seems the draw the do more, to keep up and catch up is greater the bigger my family gets until I reach a point where I just can’t anymore. Too many days out, too many quick grocery stops, too many fast lunches or dinners, and tired, exhausted boys who need their time to relax. And so we regroup, pare it down and return to our center, our home.
Lately the days have been slow, intentional and filled with the sort of childhood moments I dream of for my boys. There have been friends, yes, and a trip to the coast for the Fourth, but overall much more home time to explore and relax.
Truly, my heart is much happier here in this small house as it bursts with life and creation. With moments in my day to create, my sewing and knitting are steadily coming along, there have been a few shirts made, Hubby has begun a batch of wine, there is talk and plans for a kiln going in. I enjoy watching the boys discover new ways to play both with each other and alone. And I enjoy being able to say yes – yes you can stay up late, yes you can have another ice pop, yes yes yes. For no schedules and time constraints means more yeses, less no’s and many, many more moments of bliss.

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Oh boy!

June 17, 2014


There is a slight obsession with canning as this time of year comes around. Especially this year as I get to share it with my eldest boy – at almost 5 he’s sharing the excitement of flats of fruit. And do, I start researching recipes for the best stone fruit recipe.

Much like throwing a penny in a wishing well, canning feels like a promise in tomorrow. Tomorrow I know there will be delicious tastes of summer when the wind is howling and the rain pouring. I know I will have small samples of spring and sun, and the memory of having made these with my boys.
And so, I start with my first batch of the year …

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My easy eater has suddenly turned the dreaded picky. Yes, picky. Which makes dinner time not only a pain, but a chore with creating something the little guy will eat. Fortunately, big brother will still eat most things even if he is very specific on what those things are. ” no butter mommy. I don’t like mayo mommy” ( who on earth doesn’t like mayo??!!)
In a pinch, I threw together this quick and simple pasta dish as a quick, before baseball dinner. Mommy win! Nutritious, delicious and pleased everyone in one simple pan.

Sausage Bow tie pasta

2 bratwurst or Italian sausage links sliced into coins
1/2 green pepper, sliced
1/2 bunch asparagus, sliced on diagonal
1 clove minced garlic
Handful of crimini mushrooms, sliced
Half lb of bow tie pasta
Parmesan cheese
Dried oregano
Crushed red chili flakes (on side )

Cook pasta as directed on package, drain but save some cooking liquid for sauce
In olive oil, sautée mushrooms and sausage till almost cooked through. Add peppers, thick part of asparagus and garlic and sautée till tender. Add in pasta, asparagus tips and just enough of the cooking water to give the sauce a little body. Season to taste, add in some Parmesan and serve up with red chili flakes for the adults.
Yum!

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Cooking is a passion for me as well as a profession – it feeds my soul while keeping my boys happy. When I decided to leave my job and be a stay at home mom to these crazy kids I never realized how much my culinary training would come in handy in helping feed, nourish and teach these guys. Luckily for me, the kitchen is where all the action in in our little home, where my boys gravitate to first thing in the morning and where my days end (except on those exhausted days where I end up in my nook with yarn in hands).

It’s been a while since I’ve baked or created anything in the kitchen with my big guy, G. As he’s gotten older and matured a bit I’m finding he really enjoys and learns a ton from baking with mom in the kitchen. He takes pride in cooking with me and I can get him to try new foods if he helps prepare them. Also, with our love of gardening I feel it closes the loop on where and how our food grows and how much work is necessary to make our meals.
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Yesterday afternoon was a rare treat of sorts. Lately our schedule has been busy and crazy, with far too many activities and not enough home time. This afternoon, why Little Guy O and Daddy were napping and it found Big Guy G and myself alone to pass the time. So into the kitchen we ventured to try a new recipe that had been hanging out for a while – Chocolate Granola. Based off My New Roots recipe, but adapted for our ingredients and life.

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Not only was this healthy and incredibly taste treat easy to make it was delicious!!! It tastes a bit like Cocoa Pebbles without all the junk that store bought cereals tend to include. My Big Guy loved it and had a good time learning about measurements and increments as we measured out the grains and nuts.

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Here is a new recipe for you all to try and enjoy – we surely are loving it with almond milk and sliced bananas (the milk turns into Chocolate Milk!! Yum!!)

Chocolate Granola

3 cups rolled Oats
1 cup buckwheat
1 1/2 cup coconut flakes
1 cup chopped pecans
1/4 cup chia seeds
1/2 tsp sea salt
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/3 cup coconut oil
1/3 cup honey
1 tsp vanila
1/2 cup cocoa powder or chocolate chips

Mix the oats, buckwheat, coconut flakes and nuts and seeds together. In a small saucepan, melt the coconut oil and chocolate chips together, adding in honey and vanilla when melted. Whisk till smooth. Pour over dry ingredients and gently fold to coat. Press into a rimmed baking sheet and pat down with a spoon to press to compact. Bake 15-20 minutes at 350, flip in large chunks and bake another 10 minutes till fragrant. Let fully cool and enjoy!!!

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