About our blogger: Mommyland
I'm a mom, a wife and I cook for a living. I'm 26 years old and just found out I'm expecting our second baby. I love to be at home hanging out with my family and getting crafty whenever I can fine the time.
Cloth diapering is usually pretty cost effective in the long run (unless you get sucked by the cuteness and buy WAY more than you need!), but the start up costs can be a tough hurdle. You can buy a pack of disposable diapers for $10 and diaper your baby for a few days. $10 doesn’t buy a single diaper in the big name brands, but there’s good news. There are cheap ways to get started. Check your local Craigslist. You can almost always find some on there.
Thanks to my online mommy friends, I now have an even better idea. Order a dozen Prefold diapers. I love the Imagine line from Nicki’s Diapers. While you’re there, get a set of diaper pins. In the couple of days, while you wait for your diapers to arrive, hit the nearest fabric store and buy 1 yard of fleece. Then follow this tutorial. It’s stinkin’ brilliant. She used a sewing machine, but you can absolutely just hand-stitch a couple of pleats. You can do all this for less than $40.
Month #1 – You’ll have to commit to washing your diapers every day, but you can do it. It’s just one month. Every time you would have bought disposables, set aside that money. At the end of the month, use that money to buy another dozen prefolds and a few covers. (I like Proraps for their price, and they work great)
Month #2 – Keep setting aside your diaper money. Now you can start going 2 days between washes. Again, at the end of the month, use your savings to buy some more diapers. You’ve probably got enough now to buy a couple of pockets or all-in-one diapers if you want to try those out. I would suggest buying one each of as many different styles as you can. Then you can figure out your favorites. This is a great time to look into some pre-loved diapers on Craigslist.
Month #3 – Read the rest of this entry »
Dig out your waffle iron. You know, the one you got for a wedding present that you used twice before it moved to the back of the biggest, darkest cupboard in your kitchen. Dust it off, plug it in, and call the kids into the kitchen. They’ll want to help with this one.
Prepare a boxed cake mix to the package directions. Any kind you want. With your waffle iron hot, spray it with some non-stick cooking spray (or out a little oil on a paper towel and wipe it down). Here’s the magic: just put some cake batter on the waffle iron and close it. In about 4 minutes, you’ve got waffle cakes!
Want to get really decadent? Throw a scoop of ice cream on top and make a sundae out of it. Yummy and so much fun!
I want to be hands on with Junior’s education. I want to be a part of the foundation of his learning. It’s incredibly important to me to help shape and understand how he learns. I’m not sure I’m cut out to be a full on homeschooler, but I think for the preschool years, I’m going to take on Junior’s education.
And here’s my thought. I call it “mini-school”. I’m hoping to find a group of local moms who feel the same way I do, so that we can work together to teach our kids. This is how it would work in my dream world. I’d spend this summer setting up a curriculum. Starting in September, with a group of maybe 6 kids, Mini-school will start. Two to three days a week, the moms and their children would come over and start out with a little free play, then the Mini-school kids will head to the kitchen table while another mom supervises the other kids playing in another room. Myself and the remaining moms will all work together teaching that day’s lessons: things like letter recognition, early reading, beginning math, science experiments, art and music. During free play, stories, and snacks, the younger kids will be encouraged to participate.
Essentially, each mom will be in charge of “homeschooling” her own child, but we’ll do it as a group. Moms with strengths in Read the rest of this entry »
I’m having one heck of a bad mommy day. I kinda want to cry at this point. Deuce has been crying all morning pretty much. My only successful attempts at getting him to stop have been feeding or the walk/bounce routine. Neither of which can be done all the time. Since he’s been on Zantac, this has been the first really rough day and boy has it been rough. I thought he was finally asleep, swaddled him up and put him gently in his swing. At almost 12:30, it was about time to change out of my pajamas. Within moments, he’s screaming again. Sometimes I’m just at a loss. I don’t know what to do on days like this.
Junior is such a trooper. On days like this, I think he knows I’m stressed. He’s extra giving with love and hugs today. Thank goodness for one easy kid!
It took until Deuce was 9 weeks old to realize that all of his crying wasn’t just some evil plan to drive me crazy. Poor kid was in pain. It took me a while to piece together when he was crying compared to eating, spitting up, etc. It honestly makes me feel horrible. There were these moments where I’d be silently cursing his screams, thinking what could you possibly want?, days where I wanted to just let him cry so I could shower in peace. And all along, my baby was actually in pain. God, I wish there was a way he could have just told me.
He’s been on Zantac for a week now and there’s been such a difference. He’s still nowhere as easy as his big brother was as a baby, but much better than a few weeks ago. He’s happier, more smiley, and sleeps better. Ah and those smiles. They’ll melt your heart.height=”1″ />
Once again, dinner was rushed for two reasons, Deuce wasn’t interested in letting me cook and I hadn’t been interested in going to the store this morning. I had to make due quickly with what was in the house, and that wasn’t much. I invented Taco Pie. Well, let’s be honest, someone, somewhere has probably already done it, but its the first time I’ve had it.
- 1 recipe corn bread batter (I’ll post my favorite below, but you can use any basic size recipe you like)
- 1 pound chicken breast, cooked and shredded (what, you say it’s frozen? Just toss it in some boiling water, it won’t take long to cook)
- 1 can black beans, rinsed and drained
- 1 can corn, drained
- Feel free to add some other veggies here if you want, diced onions, bell peppers, etc
- 1 packet of taco seasoning
- 1 can cream of chicken soup
- 1 cup shredded cheese
Preheat oven to 400. Lightly grease a 9×13 casserole dish. If you want to save a dish, mix your corn bread batter right in the casserole dish (that’s what we did). Spread batter across the bottom of dish.
Mix together chicken, veggies, taco seasoning and soup. Drop chicken mixture by the spoonful onto corn bread batter. Spread cheese over the top. Read the rest of this entry »
Every once in a while Junior says the best things. Totally random and absolutely priceless. One day a few weeks ago, I was a little stressed out, and apparently, he could tell. He walked up, gave me a huge hug and said:
Hugs make your arms feel better!
Man, I love him! He’s such a sweet, loving kid. I truly hope he never loses those traits.
After Deuce was born lots of our amazing friends brought us dinners. I got hooked on this and made my own version.
- 1 lb boneless skinless chicken breast
- 2 cups water
- 2 tsp chicken base (I’ve blogged about my love for Better Than Bullion in the past). If you don’t have this, omit the water and base, sub with 2 cups chicken stock
- 1 pkt enchilada sauce seasoning
- 1 can cream of chicken condensed soup
- 1 block cream cheese (8 oz)
- 1 small can diced green chiles (think it’s about 2 oz), drained
- About 15 flour tortillas (I used 6″ ones)
- 2 cups shredded cheese
1. Simmer chicken in water, base and enchilada seasoning until its shredable. Shred and set aside. Reserve 1/2 cup of the cooking liquid.
2. Combine shredded chicken, soup, 1/2 cup of cooking liquid, cream cheese and chiles. Read the rest of this entry »
This sounds cheesy and rightfully so. I have some great friends that I only know through the internet. I’ve never heard their voices, never shaken their hands, never stood beside them, and honestly will likely never meet. When I got pregnant with Junior, very few of my friends had kids, my parents weren’t super supportive, and I didn’t have a lot of people to talk to about pregnancy. I found justmommies.com; it’s not only a website about moms, it’s a forum for women. Pregnant, TTC’ing, parenting, whatever. I joined up with a group called a Due Date Club. These women were all expecting babies in Jan ’08. Together we shared our fears and hopes. We rallied around women who lost babies to miscarriage. We made gender guesses for each other as we neared the big ultrasounds. We did the best we could to support the moms of preemies as they waited for their babies to come home. We cheered each other on as we each had our babies.
In the months that followed, there were lots of midnight posts about colicky babies, low breastmilk supply, exhaustion, and husbands who just didn’t get it. There were also lots of threads of smiling babies and a million firsts; first coo, first roll, first time sitting up alone, etc. A lot of people don’t get the bond I feel with these women. When something happens, I know I can vent to them, ask them for advice, then ask them again when I didn’t listen the first time. Different women each bring their own piece to our little puzzle. One women is sort of the matriarch of our group; a little older and a lot wiser than most of us. She’s level headed the way I strive to be. Another woman is driven in a way I admire so much. We’re both dreaming of owning our own homes, and she’s so much more focused than I am in making it happen. There’s a woman who has been through more than I can imagine in her young life, and yet she’s not bitter, she’s not an angry person; she’s an amazing mom. I want to appreciate and enjoy my kids like she does. I admire so many of these women for so many different things.
Hubs and I hit a rough financial patch before Deuce was born. A woman from this group offered me some cloth diapers she had. She could have sold them and made a few bucks on them, but she didn’t. When I begged for advice on how to deal with a clingy baby, another woman mailed me a sling to carry him in. I’ve never laid eyes on these ladies except through a computer screen, and yet they were so willing to hand me anything I needed. I’m in awe. Who would have thought that friendships like this could be forged through a keyboard?
Those of you from this group, you know who you are. All of you. Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
There are days I’m not sure if I want a second set of hands or a padded room. Sometimes I realize that maybe I’m trying to do a few too many things at once. A prime example happened when Deuce was about a week old. I didn’t even realize exactly what I was doing in the moment.
I was sitting on the couch, nursing Deuce. He’d just gotten started, so I knew he’d need to eat for a while longer. Junior called from the bathroom that he was all done pooping and was ready to be wiped. So, I walk to the bathroom, nursling cradled in my left arm, attached to my left breast. I grab some toilet paper while Junior leans forward and I wipe him with my right hand. In that moment, I realized the craziness of the situation. I was feeding a newborn and wiping a toddler at the exact same moment. I think that was life welcoming me into being a mom of two.