Sometimes you just have to take matters into your own hands. My husband has this problem, his fingers cannot feel a hard mass in muscle tissue therefore he can’t really help me work out my knots in my back. I’m sure there’s a name for this condition of his. Anyway, my back REALLY hurts from… Continue reading Taking Matters Into my Own Hands
Category: health
How To Discipline a 15 Month Old
When you discipline a 15 month old you must ______________. Please fill in the blank. Sometimes I really feel like I have no idea what I am doing. How do you ignore tantrums yet still be tender to a child who doesn’t know how to express his feeling? How do you not go crazy saying… Continue reading How To Discipline a 15 Month Old
Hug a Chiropractor
I love my chiropractor! Not in a romantical way of course, just in a “you fixed my body and I love you” way. It’s taken two visits and I’m almost completely fixed of my sciatic and back problems. I still have some hip pain but that’s just my arthritis dealing with my joints being loose… Continue reading Hug a Chiropractor
General Unwellness
Ugh, whatever my husband had last week has now graced my presence. I woke up this morning with a lovely sore throat and just an overall sense of unwellness. I hadn’t been feeling normal all weekend and now I guess I know why. GRRRR. For someone who never gets out in public often I do… Continue reading General Unwellness
Special Pop
So this morning I faced the dreaded gestational diabetes test. The test where they make you drink this disgusting bring orange pop and then make you sit for a whole hour only to stab you and take your blood. The blood taking is always my favorite part (Ya I’m weird but I totally enjoy it. … Continue reading Special Pop
Goodbye Pretty Shoes
It’s time to retire the nice shoes until after baby is born. Instead I need to wear ugly runners or crocs or else my hips will come loose and I’ll topple to the floor in a big heap of pitiful jointpain-ness…hmmm. I got to sing in-front of my entire church today in my nice sweater… Continue reading Goodbye Pretty Shoes
Shower Time
Ever since Silas was a newborn I’ve loved to take him in the shower with me. When he was that small I could wash myself one handed. Then I’d sit on the bottom and lay back with him laying on my chest and he’d sometimes nurse and it was so nice and peacefull. He’d almost… Continue reading Shower Time
Is He Back?
Is this the calm before the storm or is Silas actually feeling better? I’m not hearing tears yet, or whining, or sadness. I’m frightened to move or to do anything wrong, oh the glorious quiet!! He’s just walked into the room with his cracker in hand and a smile on his face. I think my… Continue reading Is He Back?
My Headbanger
I was going to write a lovely blog today about all the things I love and adore about Silas, but after a week of him being a total grump, I’ve forgotten those things. Haha, no I haven’t. I’m just not in a mushy mood this morning. As I type this, Silas is having a little… Continue reading My Headbanger
Snotty noses and the boobie song
Lately my son has been pulling out my shirt and peering in to see what’s going on in there. I always tell him “those are boobies” and he quietly says beeboo and then smacks them or something like that. Anyway, he’s been singing this song lately and I haven’t thought anything of it. He just… Continue reading Snotty noses and the boobie song