Monday, July 28, 2008
You can see my thoughts about The Baby Whisperer to the right. The bottom line is this though, if you have fed, changed, rocked, loved, played with and burped your little cherub and she is still screaming to wake the neighborhood, something else is wrong and you should go to the doctor.
The doctor may not believe you the first time, or the second time. Sleep is different issue, but non-stop crying is not "colic". Really, new born infants are not "spoiled" and if you have done all you can, seek help.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Now we're talking! Here's someone who has a fairly good understanding of what is expected of you as a Catholic. Keep the brain cells active, and try to learn as much as you can!
Are you a Cafeteria Catholic?
Take More Quizzes
Darn I missed 3 out of 10! Believe me, I am desperately trying to keep my brain cells active!
By far the number one search is for "Our Lady of Good Remedy", followed closely by "Haberman Bottle". A tie for third would be "fruit flies" and "wasps". Wonder what people think about that wasps trap? I have decided we are really not Martha Stewart/Country Living but more like Jeff Foxworthy/just plain Country. I'm ok with that, we don't have a swarm of wasps at the sand box anymore!
Back to the number 1 search, "Our Lady of Good Remedy". Isn't that just great! Mary deserves to be the number 1 search. After all, if you find her, you will find The Number One that you are really searching for!
What is it about Mary that makes her worth searching for? (Well, the thoughts that follow are not my own, but from all that I have read over the past few years.) My favorite example comes from Jesus' own first miracle, changing water into wine. Why did he do it? He said his time was not yet. He wasn't ready to reveal himself. But he did a miracle! Why? Simply because His mother asked Him to.
Simply because Mary asked her son, for a favor. Or as we like to say, a prayer request.
In other words, have you ever seen your husband jump faster, than when his mother calls? I don't know about all families, but I know my husband definitely honors his mom. When she calls, all else stops. He will talk to his mom anytime and there is very little he wouldn't do for her.
That is a good thing. They have this relationship that is love. How much more LOVE is there from Jesus (who is LOVE) for his own mother, Mary?
Which brings me back to our original question: Why search for Mary? Clearly she is deserving of our respect just because she carried Christ, our Savior, in her body. But Mary wants more than just to be honored. She wants to love us too. And what better way to show some one love than to help in a time of need?
Finally, if you are searching for help, ask Mary. You may find More than you are looking for!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Anna gets a real hair cut and style!
(What we both learned: if the hairdresser says,
this will look better than the picture, hmmm maybe she meant different)
Anna is still happy with her grown up look!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
My friend had this interesting icon on her blog too. But her's said "Elementary Level". There is something wrong here. She muses about liberty and true freedon, about proper punctuation, poems by Leonard Feeney, and tolerance. I am writing about hanging meat from trees, covering vinegar in bowls and baby food. What's the catch?
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I hate bottles, really I do. Holly is still only drinking 4 ounces at a time. That adds up to 6 or 7 bottles a day. Now we've added about 4 food bottles to this regime. Basically, I am fixing, giving or washing bottles (with a little break to type a note or two).
Here are a few other things that are driving me crazy: No apples, pears, juice or food, because that irritates the lining of Holly's nose. Which cause her nose to run and be stopped up, that causes her to drool more too. No rice, oatmeal or bananas because that irritates her stomach. And by irritate, I mean constipate. And that makes Holly stay awake and wake up all night long. Carrots, I thought were ok before, but now maybe not. Carrots and bananas seem to aggravate her reflux, some sharp burps, some coughing.
At this point, I can count on sweet potatoes. Everytime. No fussing, no awake all the time, no stopped up nose. Just sweet potatoes. That helps some. Holly will wake just once now, if all else is "just right". What I am after is sleep.
I saw our friend Reid enjoying an ice cream cone (just the cone). I was nearly "pea green with envy". I remember the first time my others got to eat things like that too, so much fun. Surely Holly will one day too?
All this makes me think, am I truly grateful in ALL things? Can I say thank you for these bottles, thank you for this way off feeding Holly? I have to. I refuse to let Satan distract me with envy. I am stubborn after all. Stubborn enough to say, in spite of everything, Thank you God for all the things you have given me. Every gift, every trial. Please help me be grateful always.
And the key to our success here is using one of those old split nipples. I've been saving them in the hopes that we could get another mile out of them.
The only downside to this so far is that the nipple only holds one ounce. It takes two of these set-ups to get down a small baby bottle. Not like I don't have a few old Habermans to spare. We've got plenty. The nipple I can squeeze to help, and the valve/disc creates the vacuum that helps too. Holly can eat this way pretty quickly, with out food coming out her nose. That totally stresses her out. All eating stops once her nose is clogged.
The new system arrived in the mail yesterday. It is called the Sassy Infant Feeder. I bought these off ebay. It holds more food and has a bottom that you can gently push up to move the food out. Holly did not take right to it and we made a bigger mess pouring the food back into the Haberman. Not sure if I will pursue this new bottle. After all, the next surgery is in two months. And after that, she should be able to eat with a spoon. Right?
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Now the Wee Sing tape we are listening to has changed that standard "Alouette" to "All You Eat-ah!" I know the original is gross. But it is a classic traveling song. This new version is weird.
All you eat-ah, think of all you eat-ah ("eat" is pronounced "et")
All you eat-ah, think of all you eat
Think of all the spaghetti you et,
Think of all the spaghetti you et.
Spaghetti you et, spaghetti you et.
Who cares about how much spaghetti you "et"? If you are eating that much spaghetti, you need more than a song. There is some weird paradox here at work: we don't want our preschoolers exposed to the realities of life in fairy tales (people used to kill birds for dinner), but then as they reach tween years the exposure to beyond reality violence is extreme. What is going on here?
Thursday, July 10, 2008
But the true reason for my devotion to Our Lady of Good Remedy lies in the first stanza of her prayer.
That really says it all, doesn't it? Mary is more than just some girl who said yes.
Today was the day, Bill got stung. Maybe the wasps are upset with the rain flooding their home. Here's the Simple Solution to trap Wasps: First place a bucket of soapy water under a tree limb, whwere you want to place the trap. Then, hang a small piece of raw beef from a tree. About 4 ft high. The wasps will gorge on the beef and fall into the soapy water.
Talk about the condemned last meal!
We set the trap at aboout 9am this morning and in less then 2 hours, 2 bees have bit the dust, and several are munching their way to the end of the line!
There are two sad side effects: 1. Our cat is throughly confused. She can smell the meat but can't find it. 2. The yard smells like raw beef. I see this is not a long term solution, but may work for today. If only that queen bee will come out.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
I remember because my children protested loudly. Surprisingly, they preferred Ants to the smell of vinegar. I used an empty Windex bottle filled with white vinegar. Sprayed the door where the ants come in often throughout the day. This seemed to cut down on the number of ants marching in.
This year, I will add whole cloves to my attack. Apparently, ants don't like the smell of cloves either. And I will just pour the vinegar outside the door, instead of inside. Vinegar, outside and cloves inside.
I hope it works!
Most recently, Reid's fabulous eating habits and record setting sleep have pushed me to try food again with Holly. I had almost resolved to wait until after the next surgery to begin solids. But when I read about Reid's experiences, we picked up the spoon again. So far, Holly likes carrots and sweet potatoes but not bananas.
I'll post pictures of using the Haberman for baby food soon. Using a syringe was good and spoon works but is very slow and tedious. So far, the Haberman has only one drawback: The nipple holds 1 ounce. So, I'll have to have a few bottles set up and ready to go, once Holly is ready for more.
But maybe by then, that next surgery will be over and we'll just use a spoon!