Sunday, March 10, 2013

Six pounds!!!

The boy has put on SIX POUNDS since his last weight check six weeks ago.

I know that doesn't seem like much, especially to those of us who are prone to weight gain. But I've been struggling to get him back on the growth charts since he was about three. He's still about ten pounds shy of fifth percentile, but getting this boy to put on ANY weight is a challenging process! I'm glad for the six pounds he did manage.

Here's what we're doing differently:
Checking weight every six weeks or so
Tracking every. Single. Thing I feed him
More food at breakfast: instead of just oatmeal with fruit or yogurt, now he gets oatmeal with bacon, scrambled eggs, cheese, and Greek yogurt mixed in.
As much protein as he will tolerate - he doesn't care for hamburger or beef, but he likes chicken and turkey and he gets fish twice a week
Smoothies when it’s warm enough
Bacon fat or olive oil in as much as I can sneak it into
Coconut milk in his cereal (dairy and soy milk upset his stomach)
Three meals and two snacks a day. Kid eats more than I do.

 I’ve been looking for a homemade Pediasure recipe that I can make without dairy or soy milk, but so far no luck finding a recipe he likes. Still looking around, playing with recipes here and there. 

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Petition: Paid Maternity Leave

Go there. Sign up. Sign that petition.

From the petition itself:

 " The United States is the only developed country in the world without paid maternity leave. Forcing families to choose between going without a salary and having a baby is unethical. Forcing mothers to give up caring for their newborns because they are going broke is not acceptable."

So please, gogogogogogo and sign it!!!!! Still need over 80,000 signatures, and it's due to close in a few days. Please help give it a chance to get through!

Thursday, February 14, 2013

I hate Valentine's Day.

Not because it is froofy and contrived and unnecessarily pink.

Okay, maybe a little because it's froofy and contrived and unnecessarily pink.

But mostly, I hate it because it's the seventh anniversary of the incident that robbed my son of a normal life before he even had a chance.

I don't want to get into exact details. I trusted the wrong person with the care and keeping of my infant son for just a few short hours, and in that time he was shaken and had at least one bone broken. He almost lost his life because of that person's actions. He was very lucky to survive. As it stands now, he has a severe disability that prevents him from doing much on his own. He cannot walk, stand, eat, or dress by himself. He cannot speak. He's a happy, bouncy kid, and that may be his only protection from realizing what he never got the chance to have. I work with him, but while six and a half years of therapy have helped, it has not given him the ability to really do what a typical child his age can do.

I will never be free of the guilt of leaving him with that person. For the rest of his life, he will be forced to deal with the consequences while the person who stole the chances of a normal life from him is free, because there were no witnesses to the crime and not enough evidence to press charges, let alone convict.

I don't talk about it much. I seldom mention it. But this year, it's really bothering me. All the froofy and contrived and unnecessary pink just adds a layer of irritation to the pain of it.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

My son is not sleeping.

1:30-something in the morning, and the stubborn little man is not only refusing to sleep, but is actively being loud. Hitting the wall, kicking the mattress, squealing and laughing.

He does this from time to time, and the phase usually passes after a week or so. Normally I just let it play out because trying to make him sleep amuses him to no end (and just prolongs the problem because he makes a game of it) and frustrates me. But this time he shares a room with his sister, and his noise is either keeping her up or waking her up.

I have tried everything. Chamomile tea. Lavender oil. Three bedtime stories. Lights off, lights on. Two different lullaby DVDs, two quiet movies, no noise at all. I've tried leaving the room and staying in the room. I wouldn't mind his staying up and eventually going to sleep when he finally got tired if he would be QUIET about it.

I'm getting tired of being tired.

So I haven't been here in a while.

It's been over a year, in fact.

I just don't have time to write, and not much of a desire to put my personal life out there these days. It has more ugly consequences than good ones. Or at least, it has for me. Most of the time, if I need to write, it's about something negative. Writing is how I process the bad stuff. The good stuff seems to have its own filter and it seldom gets put down on paper (or on blog, as it were). 

I really ought to change that. I don't want the only writings my kids have of mine to be all about the bad stuff.

I might try to revive this one, in the tiny bit of spare time I have. The kids and life keep me busy. Maybe just once every week or two, for now, if I find something to write about that I don't mind god(s) and everybody having access to it.

For now, though... Back to the seed bead necklace I'm repairing. Hopefully I have it done, so I can stop looking at tiny glass beads that like to escape when someone breathes wrong.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

How To Make Cookie Dough While Wearing Your Baby

2-1/2 sticks unsalted butter
1-1/2 cups sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
2 eggs
1 Tblsp vanilla extract
3/4 c cocoa powder
2 c flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
2 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp nutmeg

First, put the clingy baby on your front in your baby carrier of choice. We use a Beco Butterfly 2. Ensure your workspace is clean, and begin to assemble your ingredients. Gather your equipment and set everything up. Wash your hands.

Realize that you have forgotten to let the butter soften. Set the butter under the kitchen lamp and measure your dry ingredients into your smaller mixing bowl while you wait.

Remind Baby that Mommy's earrings are not for tugging.

Check butter for softness and put it into the large mixing bowl. Wash your hands again after getting butter on them while unwrapping the sticks. Measure your sugar into the bowl and cream the two together.

Extricate Baby's finger from your nose.

Return to creaming the butter and sugar.

Peel Baby's fingers off your glasses.

Finish creaming the butter and sugar.

Remove Baby's hands from your ear. Sigh in a slightly exasperated fashion, stop the mixer and put your hair up into a bun. Shift Baby to your back. If you are using a Beco Butterfly 2 or a similar carrier, this will be as simple as unbuckling or untying the straps, shifting the baby, and rebuckling or retying the straps. If you are using a woven carrier, this will require considerably more work, and if you are using a stretchy wrap it will require a completely different carrier altogether.

Once Baby is on your back, remove the baby fingerprints from your glasses and put them back on. Wash your hands again. Then return to the cookie dough. Add the eggs and vanilla and combine.

Babble back when Baby starts a conversation with your neck.

Add your dry ingredients in thirds. Blend your first third in and scrape down the bowl.

Remind Baby that Mommy's hair is not for pulling.

Blend the next third into the batter and scrape down the bowl. Also scrape off the beaters.

Gently nudge the dog away from the errant bit of cookie dough that escaped the bowl and landed on the floor. Admonish Baby not to try to lean out of the carrier to pet the dog while you are cleaning the spill. Wash your hands again.

Return to the cookie dough. Blend in the final third of the dry ingredients, scraping the beaters and bowl frequently. Give up on the mixer and blend it all with your hands.

Realize that you forgot to prep the plastic wrap for forming the dough into logs. Wash your hands again and pull two pieces of plastic wrap from the box.

Bounce up and down to settle Baby, who is bored and slightly fussy.

Scoop half of the dough onto one piece of plastic wrap and the rest onto the other piece.

Resist the urge to scrape the bowl clean with a spoon and eat the dough. Raw eggs and all that. Or scrape the bowl clean with a spoon and eat the dough. Totally your call.

Roll the dough into logs and refrigerate. Wash your hands if you got cookie dough on them while rolling. Clean up the mess on the counter and put away ingredients. Realize that you totally forgot to add the chocolate chips.

You're done!

Real instructions:

Cream butter and sugars. Add eggs and vanilla and combine.

In a separate bowl, sift together cocoa, flour, salt, baking soda, and spices. Add in batches to creamed butter.

Roll dough into logs. Refrigerate two to three hours.

Heat oven to 350 degrees. Slice cookies into 1/2 inch thick slices. Roll into balls and flatten. Bake 8 to 10 minutes. Move to cooling rack to cool completely.