Chemical Free Dishwashing Detergent Recipe

I am kind of into clean dishes. Ya know, as opposed to dirty dishes. Call me crazy, right. But two things drive me batty about dishwashing detergent. One is when I run out of pods. Hello people, I have four kids. We run the dishwasher every.single.day. Some days twice. Yes, twice. We go through those pods pretty fast. Those suckers are not cheap either.

Issue number two is that they contain junk-- dyes, surfactants, chemicals. The brand I was using received a D+ on the Environmental Working Group's rating system. See their findings HERE. I try to minimize what we are exposed to when I can, so swapping my store bought dishwashing detergent to a homemade recipe was rockin. It smells wonderful and my dishes are sparkling clean. Score one for me! When it runs out I just make more because one box of Borax, baking soda, and citric acid, and of course the 15 ml bottles of essential oils are all good for many batches.

Essential Oil Hack Detergent Sources
I got my Borax HERE

Get your citric acid HERE
Get your baking soda HERE
Get your pure essential oils HERE
Happy Dishes people!

Failure to Thrive: Searching for Answers

Lab work. Blood tests. On a seventh month old. Gut wrenching. But necessary. I am pretty sure it was harder on me than it was on her. If you are having to watch a perfect stranger try to find a vein in your tiny baby, I feel for you. We had some super sweet nurses that helped me though some ugly mommy moments. Be strong. You can get through it. I think I prayed harder in those missed sticks than I ever have. I know other kids have suffered worse things, but when it is your darling little one there crying, arm out stretched, writhing and wiggling for it to stop, and giving you that look that says Why are you letting this happen to me? You feel things you did not even know about. You dig from deep inside of you. You call on God to give you the strength you need. And He does. Even through your ugly cry.

And all those appointments you are driving to, where you do not even know if you brushed your teeth today- yesterday? because all your days are beginning to run together; they will get you answers. You are strong. You are a parent doing whatever it takes to get your baby healthy. What a blessing you are. That child has someone fighting for him. You are a warrior. Exhausted. Frazzled. Overwhelmed. But amazing.

Malnourished. This was our only absolute at this point. So I asked what the health implications are for a baby that is malnourished. I pictured those babies you see on television with distended bellies, sunken eyes, and swarms of flies. That was us, minus the flies. Those children are in a much more critical situation, so please do not think I am making a lateral comparison– just trying to wrap my head around my baby’s health. Or lack there of.

From what I read from articles such as THIS, it was a struggle to trust in God’s plan :

Malnourished children may be short for their age, thin or bloated, listless, and have weakened immune systems. Nutritional disorders can affect any system in the body and the senses of sight, taste, and smell. They may also produce anxiety, changes in mood, and other psychiatric symptoms…X rays can determine bone density and reveal gastrointestinal disturbances, and heart and lung damage.

Was my baby going to have organ damage? Was she going to have life long issues as a result of this? Kidney damage? Liver damage? Stunted growth? There was already concern about her muscle tone. Even if zinc is the issue (which was what we were expecting), would it be too late for certain systems? This is what we talked about. These are the real things we could be facing. We did not fall completely apart. But we did struggle. Our guts twisted and our minds reeled. And our hearts ached. But we tried not to let our minds get carried away until we had the results of her lab work. We researched undernourishment so we could be prepared. Just in case.

But things creep into your mind. Swollen cheek. Unexplained weight loss. Low muscle tone. Failure to thrive. Intestinal parasite. Leukemia. Feeding tubes. Chemo. Death. Recovery. Vitamins. Healthy. Growing. And it all bombards your brain like an iCloud and a mosh pit. It was at this point I reached out to friends. I needed prayers and encouragement. I needed the body of Christ to push me towards the Almighty and keep my mind clear. As clear as it could be. There were nights I laid her down in her crib and prayed that she would wake up in the morning. That might sound dramatic. But she was so listless and we had no real reason for her failure to thrive. And that does happen to babies. As much as I poured over my Bible I also knew that we were not immune to death.

I have always said, you know, with my mouth, that my children were God’s first. After all, He made them and graciously gave them to us to raise. But it is a whole other reality to look your baby in the face, to love her with your whole heart, and truly trust that if she did fail to wake up, that being fully restored in the arms of Jesus is her true home. That being with Him for eternity hereafter and not with you is okay. I had to have those talks with myself. And not in a “convince myself of this so I feel better” sort of way. God is not interested in that kind of nonsense. I mean I really let my heart go. I mean I willingly opened my heart to God wider than I thought was possible. Yes, I cried sometimes at night. But I also had a peace words cannot explain. It is a peace that comes from knowing God’s plans are good and pleasing and perfect. If you have a Bible, read through the Psalms. It will nourish your mom ache. Call on your deep rooted friends and let them love on you. Do not gird yourself too much. Lean into your support right now. Let people help you, lift you up, encourage you, feed you. If there are people in your life who are stressing you out or wearing you down with questions, take a break from them. Nicely. Draw on the strength of your loved ones. And don’t forget who loves you most.

Why I Use Young Living Essential Oils with my family

You may be curious why I am such a huge fan of essential oils? I am a visual learner, so here are some pins that share my joy of oils! So glad I tried a sample from a friend. We have never looked back. My only regret is that I did not give them a try earlier. I always keep samples now so I can share the love with anyone who asks. Hint hint

Who Can Benefit from Essential Oils?
Everyone. Pets, babies, dads, moms, kids, teenagers, grandparents-- there is no age that does not need the awesomeness of oils. They are also wonderful for household cleaning, skin care, cooking, and DIY recipes like laundry detergent, dryer balls, shampoo, relaxing bath soaks and on and on and on. Are you getting fired up?

Where do I get these supercalifragalistic oils?
Purity is a big deal. Only pure therapeutic grade oils, like Young Living, are approved for ingestion (those marked as such) and for medicinal purposes. What you get at say, at the grocery store, were made for soap making or candle making or perfume. They often contain solvents and additives. Pure oils have been used for years to treat everyday ailments and prevent sickness. They have stood the test of time. I like that. Just sayin.

Why Young Living over others?
Again, purity is important. I am putting these puppies on my baby and my face (ha) so I need to know they are what they say. Young Living was the only company I found in my research that puts the Seed to Seal claim on their products. I am all for a little legal accountability if ya know what I mean. Young Living owns its own farms, hand weeds all plants, use zero pesticides or solvents to remove essential oils, and tests everything in their own labs in addition to using third party regulations. Hello quality, where have you been all my life?

So How Can I give These a Try?
Let me know if you want me to mail you some samples. I am all about trying something and seeing what you think personally. Informed consumer and all. So hit me up. Or if you already know you want to hop on the oily train, follow the link HERE and go crazy. My only request in that anyone who gets oils also orders a reference book. Here are some of my favorites. There are little usage guides for $2.50 or $3.00 plus shipping if you just want basic. They are an invaluable resource for any oil user. Enjoy.

P.S. I recommend the premium starter kit. I am all for the best value and that is it baby. Plus there are over 100+ uses for those everyday oils and I heart my diffuser.

Starting a Homeschool Group: Size Matters

Okay so now that you have your brainstorming session over from my last post, you can determine what kind of group you want. Here are some pros and cons to each set up. According to me. Whatever that is worth!

Large Group:
A large group is 100 or more families. The benefit is that there are many families to share the load as well as many people to get to know. You can learn a lot from a large group as likely there will be a range of homeschool experience represented -- old lady veteran homeschoolers who have graduated some kids already all the way down to bitty baby homeschoolers who are just getting this party started.

Large groups usually have speakers, either drawn from members and or guests brought in as experts on a particular topic. Obviously this can work for any size, but it is hard to have a deep discussion with 200 moms. Speakers allow a lot of people to learn effectively. One group I was a part of also included a breakout session in the middle of the meeting time. Those interested could attend in a more intimate setting, and those not interested took 30 minutes to socialize before the large session resumed. I found that a nice marriage of large group resources and small group friendships.

Advantages: many hands to take care of organizing, paperwork, payment, planning, ideas for field trips, lots of brains to pick for teaching materials or curriculum options; likely that your child will have several other students with which to connect; can get a group rate for most events

Disadvantages: large number of members to keep up with; can be hard to make deep connections if different people attend different events; kids may not see the same students often; can be a challenge to find a meeting space; certain field trips may not be able to accommodate such a large group at one time

Small Group:
So you may decide a smaller group is more your scene. Your purpose is to learn from each other, support one another, get a group rate when possible, and form a tight community of homeschoolers. You may wish to only be a Mom's support where you meet monthly and pray or discuss a topic. Or you may want to band together on events and activities with the kids. Or both. Just think about what your purpose is and go from there. I encourage you to set a maximum number of families. You might even start with a max of 10 and then up it to more after you feel comfortable with your group. We currently cap ours at 30. I like this number because it is big enough to divide the planning and get group rates but small enough to foster tight relationships among members. Think about your magic number. Establishing this upfront makes organizing much easier.

Advantages: less volume of paperwork and crowd control; easier to find a meeting space; potential for a richly infused community; strong bonds between kids and mom; likely to see same mom and kids at events and meetings

Disadvantages: can be tough to get a group rate sometimes; fewer people to share the work load; may or may not be children the same age/interests as your children; might be difficult to draw high profile speakers; less number of experienced homeschoolers from which to glean

What did you decide? huh, huh, huh?
Feel free to save and print this printable for fleshing out your size. I think some forethought goes a long way. Thoughtful planning makes for clear communication. Word. Sorry, I morphed into an 80's rapper for a sec. Your group is going to be great! Figure out what kinds of meetings, events, field trips you think is healthy and go from there. Size matters.

Forming a homeschool support group: The Vision

When we moved I was looking for a homeschool group that fit the needs of my family. I looked online before we moved and found what I thought was it. Although the group was a wonderful place to start and certainly had strong resources to share, it just was not the style I was after. In my years as a homeschool mom I felt that my past experience with support groups were a bit like Goldilocks and the Three Bears.

Eventually I felt led to start my own. To steal from Jen Hatmaker, clutch your pearls. If you think you cannot do it. It is too much, I assure you all will be well. Although I had been part of other groups I had never been the big cheese of any homeschool group. And I had just given birth. To my fourth child. And the oldest was then seven. Yikes! Oh, and we moved 12 lovely car ride hours away from all family, previous friends and babysitters. So time was limited. But by being strategic it was a challenging but oh so rewarding process. I have been a part of a tiny group, a medium sized group and a big ole Texas State Fair sized group. Each had its own vibe and its own purpose. When I set out to create my group I knew I needed to start with a vision.

Starting a Homeschool Group Step 1.
Create your vision.
Umm, okay. So what does that mean? Take a moment to think about what you want your group to look like. You do not need to know the exact answer to all the components, but it is a good idea to brainstorm a plan for as many categories as you can. Feel free to print off the planning worksheet (is worksheet a bad word?) and use it to help you get your idea on paper.

Why is a vision helpful?

It will help you align the group with your intended purpose. For example, if you are looking to grow your group into a huge powerhouse of families, the way you communicate your vision to prospective members will look very different from someone else who is looking to create a small, tight-knit community. I do not know about you, but when an idea gets into my head, my brain starts reeling with ideas. It is so fun. But it is also a little overwhelming. But getting those thought bubbles captured and placed into categories helps me go back later and tighten up my ideas. You see what you have and what you might need to look into further. It is also helpful to have someone else take a look. Maybe he or she can flesh out some areas. So happy vision casting! This is the first step to getting your group going. That was a lot of G alliteration. Whew. Gotta go. (sorry I could not help myself)

How to Create your own Postcards

I am not very artistic. I mean, I can hold my own in Pictionary but maybe not at The Louvre. Which is why I love free design sites like Picmonkey and Canva. Hours of fun.

You can take photos and add text or fix blemishes. Not that YOU have any of course. You can also add beards to your four year old daughter just for laughs or make pretty rockin printables.

I used Picmonkey to make my Names of God cards. If only I could find a way to manufacture them. Sigh. Snoop around and get to making.

Failure to Thrive... feeling supported

After praying and praying and praying and freaking out my heart was stirred to find a new pediatrician. I needed this baby to have an advocate. The other doctor was condescending, vague, and unprofessional. We are relatively crunchy (translation… we try to stay close to God’s design for things and leave all the chemical, lab created stuff for dire straits only). That being said, our new doctor was not at all crunchy. She is a CDC supporting, by the medical book kind of girl. Not that that is bad, but in the end it did not jive with our family. But she was a huge blessing none the less.

I was at the pool with my neighbor and going over our last doctor’s appointment and sharing how frustrated I felt. She really encouraged me to go elsewhere. This doctor had a wonderful reputation for her knowledge and holistic approach, but in our particular case she was not the right fit. We made an appointment with the new doctor and hoped some fresh eyes would shed some light onto why our baby was not growing or doing anything a baby her age should. This first visit was so different from the previous. This doctor looked me in the eyes, called my baby sweet little pet names and was kind to my other children. She really listened to her history and was concerned for her health. No, we did not see eye to eye on a lot, but oh how my heart needed someone to explain and explain some more what we were looking at. And just be tender. I was told to discontinue using goat’s milk and sent home with an article about how bad it is. This is bunk. Truth be told, that goat’s milk is probably what kept us from feeding tubes now that we know she is least allergic to goat milk. Raw goat milk--supplemented with fats and minerals is wonderful. But hindsight is what it is. She told us to switch to Nutramagen, give her bleach baths for her skin (another thing I was going to skip), and see a board certified dermatologist for her severe eczema (atopic dermatitis). One theory was that her body was using so much energy and calories to deal with the raw eczema is might be causing her depletion. Additionally, we needed to take her immediately to a lab for blood work. Gulp. The hope was that maybe she was low in zinc, which can inhibit absorption. That was my rational for signing off on the Nutramagen even though I am not a fan of soy based anything. Here is the list of blood work: zinc, ast, alt, calcium- ionized, phosphate, CBC, reticulocyte count, basic metabolic pane, magnesium, and alkaline phophatase. Insert completely overwhelmed mother right about here.

Weeks previous, I had to hunt down raw goat milk and then all the high quality vitamins, minerals, and fats you add in order to make it as close to mother’s milk as possible. And now I have to discontinue it. Fudgesicles. Swallowing the stop breastfeeding pill was hard enough, but at least it was replaced with something natural and wholesome. And now I am supposed to feed my sick little baby a bottle full of corn syrup solids and soy and too many other chemicals for me to list. Bleh. But the more time went on the more sickly she got so I sucked it up (I have a pun problem). I had bigger fish to fry.

Blood work? Why would she need blood work? Well, could be low zinc. Could be cancer. Could be a number of reasons. None of which are all together comforting. But this pediatrician was at least doing something. She was taking this seriously and attacking it from several angles. For that I was thankful. So I left for the lab with the diagnosis of ” underweight, malnourished, and atopic dermatitis.” And my heart squeezed. And Jesus. Oh, how I leaned on Him. If you are in a similar boat I encourage you to do your own research. Listen to the doctors but also do not be afraid to seek out information. I knew that eczema would not go away by a bleach bath. It is only an outward symptom of an allergy or irritation. Bleach is a band-aide--- not a root cause. You do not have to do everything suggested. YOU are your baby's advocate. Work with your doctor but do not be pressured to do something you are not okay with. And on the same note, I had to eat some crow. I was very against this formula but did not know what else to do. My husband was a huge encouragement and reminded me that God can deliver her from anything He sees fit. Even GMO's and soy and sugar. So on we went down our path to thriving.

Hindsight Foresight and not Vaccinating

Vaccinations. Always a tough topic. So much information out there, and it is hard to weed through it all. I have four kids (so far) and each one has a different story. My first daughter was fully vaccinated to whatever the CDC suggested at the time. One year later when her sister was vaccinated there were already several injections added to what I felt was a lot to begin with. By the time my third came around I was doing research on the vaccine ingredients and effectiveness and not in love with what I was finding. The Dr. Sears below was my first book and it went from there.

I chose to follow Dr. Sears alternative vaccination schedule as I continued studying the information. There did not seem to be enough evidence that getting vaccinated either outweighed the side effects (possible asthma, autism, whatever) or provided a definitive edge over the issues. I mean, if my kid can still get it after the shot it does not seem worth it to me. And since when did chicken pox need a vaccine? I began to feel more and more that my little babies were just dollar signs to pharmaceutical companies perhaps.

Every parent has the right to decide for himself what to do for his child. Those who choose to vaccinate are welcome to it. And those who opt out are welcome to it. No need to make us feel like child abusers. Just saying. My fourth baby was not vaccinated at all. Something told me to stand firm and not do it-- at all. And oh were there sneers and questions and protests. And then she had all the drama with food allergies and was a hot mess. I cannot say this for sure, but I speculate that filling her already taxed body with all those injections would have wreaked havoc on her system. Besides heavy metals like aluminum (linked to Alzheimer's), formaldehyde (linked to cancer), many vaccines also include yeast and soy both of which my daughter is allergic to. So I can only imagine the possible stress having those in her bloodstream and cells would have done to her. So although other parents are open to vaccines, in my case I am glad I chose to skip them. Even prolonging them, thus going against the CDC plan, would have been better. In hindsight I am thankful for the choice.

Names of God

I have been loving Courtney DeFeo's scripture cards. For a while I was searching for something to keep on the kitchen counter to remind myself and my family the power of God's word.

Seriously. How cute are they? She has such a heart for filling up moms and kids with the joy of Christ. Check her out HERE. Problem of sorts. My kids LOVE to bake. One daughter in particular is a bakeaholic. She might need future counseling. Kidding. I just might need elastic pants. No kidding on that one. Anyway, let's just say poor Courtney's cards have been scattered smothered and covered with butter, baking soda and sugar to no end. I definitely need to order another set soon. In the meantime I decided to design some of my own. This year I really want to focus on paying more attention to the names of God and what they remind me about who He is. So I crafted a set of 5 X 7 cards to remind me. He is so amazing. And now my kitchen says so. Here is a little taste (get it) of how they turned out.

Recipe Cards

My husband was out of town a little while back so I had no one to watch tv with at night. Boo hoo. I decided to use that time instead to be creative. Lately I have been wanting to make a recipe box for all my essential oil recipes. That way when a kid (or Mom!) comes down with something, I can just flip to that issue-- say "C" for cough-- and read what recipes I have for that.

I have several great reference books but I like the idea of index cards because I can have all of them in one source and can make notes on the back. We make up roller balls for issues we face often, like allergies. So having the recipe handy is much more efficient than pinning it on Pinterest and trying to hunt it down in a moment of need. Feel free to download and print my design for personal use.

What are some of your favorite uses for essential oils? I like a drop of lavender on a spoonful of raw local honey to help with my allergies. Maybe Mary Poppins was on to something with that spoonful of (nature's) sugar idea...

Failure To Thrive... What is a Leaky Gut?

I promise that at some point this thread will end. You are a good friend for hanging in there. If I tried to put it all in one post it would look like a Russian novel. Looooonnnnngggggggg, in case you were a Science major. We left off at our first doctor visit and are gearing up for the follow up. In my trusty diaper bag was the measurement card from what I will now call “the doctor visit that made me feel like puking.” It is a technical label, what can I say. Our little baby was in the 0.02 percent for weight. You read that right. Not even one whopping percent. She weighed it at 10 pounds and she was 6 months old. We are a petite family so this was not a total shock. What did shock me was that after the addition of the probiotics and the multivitamins, the baby dropped to 9.6 pounds. In two weeks. When you are already a runt and you are that young, losing that many ounces is dramatic.

During this visit I was told to quit breastfeeding. What? Excuse me? I wish I would have fought this more, but when your baby is withering away, congested 24/7, not sleeping at night, clingy, and absolutely adorable you do not always have the mental capacity to think everything through. My brain was in panic mode so I just agreed. I was told to try a goat milk formula as that may be easier for her to digest. Again, why? I had to go home and research like a crazy person. Which at this point I pretty much was.

The stool kit that would have indicated bacteria and maybe candida, not sure, was a bust because we were given the wrong one. Instead of the small GI kit we were given a 4 container Stool Kit that I am not sure even the Jolly Green Giant could have filled in two weeks time. You can imagine my joy (bitter sarcasm) to find out that not only would we not have this answer to the puzzle of why my little girl was not thriving, but also that I had been scraping diapers and filling my fridge with feces all for nothing.

Doctors are not God and they do not know what is going on with each patient the second he walks in the exam room. Although I felt that this particular doctor did not get a gold star in keeping me in the loop of her mental process, I also know that she might have been trying to go for obvious options like a weak gut or poor milk supply before jumping into things more serious, if you will. So my emotional meltdown that ensued after this visit was more to the "unknown" than it was this doctor per se. We had just moved a few months before this visit halfway across the country. I had no babysitters for my other children and I didn’t want to impose three kids on any of my new friends. I mean, my kids are cool and all, but plus three is not the same level of favor as hey can I borrow some sugar. So I had all four kids with me. And I lost it. It took every.ounce.of.willpower to make it to the car without dropping and sobbing. Partly I was just an emotional wreck after taking care of a newborn, three other kids, moving, cooking, cleaning, smatterings of homeschooling, and whatever else I do each day. But the fact that I had to stop nursing was brutal. I did not nurse my first daughter because it was too hard for me, but I did nurse the next three. It was not a breastfeed or bust issue, but more that I felt like I had failed my daughter. When you are living in crisis mode that part of your brain called logic goes on vacation. Regardless of whether it was true or not, I felt like I had let her down. Like I was not eating the right foods. Or drinking enough water. Or drinking too much coffee. Not producing enough for her to survive. I mentally flogged myself over and over again wondering what it could be about my milk that caused this. That feeling you get when you have balled your eyes out and are so empty, exhausted that you just want to sleep forever— that is what it was like. Only I still had to move on for my family. And I had a lot of research to do to try and figure out what could be going on. Maybe I am just too Type A. Is that a thing? But I wanted the doctor to explain to me the WHY of her choices. Give a dog a bone, ya know. It took all of my super powers to stay off the internet. I told myself: Self, only research what you know. Do not go to the darkside and explore endless possibilities. So I research failure to thrive because it was the closest thing to what was happening with her. Personally I think that label is code for We have no real clue, but whatever. I researched goat milk formula and found great, reassuring information about it from books like THIS and the Weston A. Price Foundation HERE. I will admit that this took my hippie organic nerd mom status to a whole new level. But I was okay with that. To sum things up, at this point in our journey we knew she was clingy, listless, covered in weepy eczema, shrinking, not sleeping through the night like she had been, and did not seem to being absorbing the nutrients she needed through my milk or was just not getting enough. I was cooking meals with a baby on my hip, exhausted, and desperate for answers. When we left we were told to stop breastfeeding and try a goat milk formula (it is more than just plain goat milk), use coconut oil on her skin, and continue the probiotic and multivitamin. Klaire Labs powdered and FloraDix were the types suggested for us. But then no follow up visit was scheduled. Hmmmmmm. Although this doctor was great in many ways, the overall experience was less than stellar. When you are in a situation like this you need someone supportive. I omitted a lot of the tacky comments she made because they will not help you. But if you are in a similar situation with your child, I encourage you to find a doctor that actually helps you and makes you feel like you are in this together. When we finally found that doctor, it was amazing. I will also encourage you with this: God create us a lot tougher than we think. He gave me extra energy, understanding children, lifted me up and walked me through some hard nights. More on this later, but I clung to the promises of the Bible like I never have before. God was my refuge. My rock. Without Him I would have probably would have robbed a bakery. I will also encourage you that God made babies tougher than we think. My little thing is a fighter. She is a tough cookie. Hang in there.

Failure to Thrive... Questions Questions and shocker more questions

It was finally time for the baby’s regular six month check up. I had a few questions but was expecting the typical everything is fine kind of visit. You can insert laughter here.

When the baby was born we were told she had hemangioma but that to be sure we should have a pediatric dermatologist take a look when she was a little older. It is an excess of red blood cells under the skin that typically fades out by kindergarten time. Anyway, I asked about that and about her skin and was ready to be on my way. The doctor had some more concerns. What did she weigh when she was born? How long have her cheeks been like this? Are you breastfeeding? Did you notice one cheek is more swollen than the other? When did this congestion start? Can you see my mind spinning right about now?

In this moment I was doing my best not to freak out. She goes on to say that my baby is severely malnourished. This is where my heart hit the floor. Or ceiling. Or just exploded. I was breastfeeding her and was careful to eat well so that she would get good vitamins and nutrients and all that stuff. We eat all organic and pretty paleo and grass fed. It is not like I was scarfing down twinkies and chasing them with beer. So this was a punch to my gut, logical or not. I felt like a failure. I know it is not my fault, but emotions do not ask permission to make sense. So in the midst of all this I also had to keep telling myself not to feel guilty. But oh did I! So at this point she says the baby likely has a stomach bug or intestinal parasite that is preventing her sweet little body from absorbing anything. She told us to add a probiotic to a little milk and start giving she and I a multivitamin. We were also to collect a sample of stool (the baby’s not mine thankfully ha) to test it for yeast or bacteria or something. My head was reeling so the details are not clear. We were to come back in two weeks for a weight check and follow up. What I thought was going to be a regular visit with a few skin questions turned into more and more questions. What was wrong with her? How did she get this parasite, if that is indeed the problem? How long will this last? Is my milk supply the problem? Is my milk somehow not good quality? Am I eating something she is not reacting well to? How did I not notice this? Overall I felt better after this appointment set in. Yes, I had many questions spinning around, but I thought we also had some simple solutions. Take a vitamin and give her one. Take a probiotic and also give her one. Collect some poop. In two weeks we will be back and I am sure we will see improvements. Keep your game face on for your other children. Pray to God and ask Him for calm. Go about your life. So much easier said than done, right? Read Part 3 for the next doctor visit

Failure to Thrive... Signs Unnoticed

Once upon a time I had a baby and she was doing great. Growing. Nursing. Pooping. Ya know, all the normal baby activities. Around 8 weeks she was sleeping 12 hours at night. Life was settling back to normal, whatever normal with four kids is. I am writing this through the lens of hindsight. I wish I had chronicled everything as it was happening but for a while I didn’t know anything was happening and then I was too busy, stressed, did I say busy?– to deal with it. Our first red flag was her sleeping. Somewhere around four to five months she started waking up at night to eat. Although none of our other kids did this, we chalked it up to a growth spurt. We figured she would eat a little more and get back to her regular 12 hours after a little bit. Our second red flag was her skin. Again, around that five month mark her cheeks started showing some red, dry patches. It was winter, windy and unseasonable cold for Texas. So honestly, I thought it was more weather related than health related at this point.

By five months people started asking us questions. Why is she so small? My response: her sister was really small too. She’ll catch up. What is wrong with her cheeks? Oh, she has eczema. I am sure it will clear up soon. Every.single.person. We had an appointment coming up a month later, so I figured I could ask about her cheeks then. Nothing else seemed that alarming at this point. The closer we got to the appointment the more signs her health was off began to surface. Her cheeks went from slightly red and patchy to bright red, crusty, and then also oozy in places. It was not glorious to say the least. Her weight stayed the same. She was five months but wearing newborn to 0-3 month size. And then the clingy phase began. She has always been sweet and happy, but she started to only want me to hold her. If I held her she was calm, but with anyone else she cried.

If you have other children you know that when one kid gets sick, you tend to pass the germ to the whole.entire.family. So when the baby had some congestion and a little cough a few days before this first pediatrician’s appointment, I thought it was just her turn at bat. In hindsight these were all clues to her health issues. But spread out over several months, none of them seemed to indicate anything was wrong. Until the doctor visit. But I cannot beat myself up for what I simply did not know. I was doing all I could to take care of my baby. You just move forward.

Dairy Free Smoothie

My husband's side of the family has issues with dairy. They like it and all, but maybe the feelings are not totally reciprocated? So two of my daughter's also have to avoid dairy. However, little R would swim in a vat of yogurt and be happy to eat her way out. Which would be great. Except I am not a fan of green diarrhea. And stomach aches. And otherwise unpleasant aspects of milk intolerance and or dairy allergies. Call me crazy.

I ordered a box of fresh Washington apples from Azure Standard and had plans to make homemade applesauce to add to these adorable pouches. I have seen too many friends post moldy food images from the store bought kind. And with food allergies in the fam, I do not want to risk contamination. Epi pens are not style. Just saying. I found these on Amazon and they are easy to fill, clean, and of course my girls love the fun designs. There are plenty of options out there.

This is the smoothie esque ish recipe I came up with. I know, it is nothing magical. But it was magically delicious. No offense to that little leprechaun. P.S. I got the berries from Azure or pretty cheap organic but you can find them at the grocery store, too.

Book Club The Best Yes

My neighborhood is quickly filling up. I am so excited. It was a bit lonely being the ONLY family for a while. Now that there actual people out here in WAY North Texas, I decided to host a book club. I guess it is a book club meets Bible study hybrid. Lisa Terkeurst has that perfect mix of Jesus rockstar and sarcasm. And she is also encouraging. Gotta love that trifecta. Looking forward to curling up with this book tonight and getting started.

DIY Homemade Lip Balm Chapstick

My girls and I have already started making gifts for Christmas. I know, one holiday at a time lady. But now that the air has gotten a little crisp this lip balm is the perfect comfort while snuggling by a warm fire. Sounds like a good gift to me. My lips are so soft. And they smell like a spiced tea. Ummm, yes please!

Our neighborhood is starting a Thanksgiving version of booing. I think I jut might make a few tubes of this DIY lip balm to add to the basket.

What recipes have you tried with your pure therapeutic grade essential oils? Do share...