Monday, 26 April 2010
Thursday, 18 February 2010
1. You can't spoil them at that age.
Everyone tells you this! But did I believe them? No. I had a good store of memories of other people's kids... Saying nasty things to their mothers. Procuring goldfish crackers with a few carefully spaced wails. Eating their little baby brother's cookie. Crying for hours of rocking. Swinging the family kitten around by the tail. That sort of thing.
This has to start sometime, I reasoned. It probably started very young, and the parents didn't have the foresight to nip it in the bud. I wouldn't be like that, I told myself, and watched carefully for signs of sassiness or manipulation in my sweet baby.
But you know what? All those older, more experienced moms were right! Crazy, eh? Every time Katherine was being unusually fussy, and I worriedly suspected the beginning of bad habits, it would turn out that she was having trouble in her tummy, she needed food, or she needed changing.
You really can't spoil them at that age.
2. Enjoy it while you can; they grow up so fast.
Why should life speed up once I had a baby? This one really didn't make sense to me. She'll grow up just as fast as anyone else. There's plenty of time to enjoy her precious tiny baby-ness.
But there isn't. On Saturday night, Kevin and I saw a tiny, absolutely minuscule baby at the ATV show. We were amazed at how diminutive he was. "How much does he weigh?" I asked the mother.
"Six pounds thirteen." she answered proudly.
Katherine, at seven pounds one, would have been pretty nearly just that size when she was born.
What had happened? How could I have forgotten so soon? I tried to tell myself that that tiny baby we saw must have had very heavy bones, to be so small and weigh nearly as much as our Katherine had. But deep down, I knew. Our baby isn't a newborn anymore.
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
Monday, 15 February 2010
It's snowing in Lewis Mountain today. But that's nothing new. It snows pretty much every day. I think it has something to do with being on a mountain. Kevin likes it. "It's like living in a snow globe," he says. Winter is beautiful here.
We celebrated Valentine's Day on Saturday. What a great idea Valentine's is! I think a few more should be tucked in here and there, throughout the year. And that's not just because Kevin got me flowers and chocolate. It was nice to have a day made for thinking about why I love him and how much...
Friday, 05 February 2010
Don't worry. I'm not turning this into a recipe blog. It's just that, well, you see, I've gotten involved with another blog. No, no, no - not in *that* sense of the word. I'm just, well, interested in it. I read it. Get its daily emails. Do what the blog tells me. That sort of thing. Nothing to worry about. I'll post details soon. But for now:
Today, it asked me to share a recipe I used earlier this week. So here it is.
Baked Ham with Maple Glaze
- 1 (5 pound) fully-cooked, bone-in ham
- 1/4 cup maple syrup
- 1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar
- 2 tablespoons Dijon mustard
- 3 tablespoons mustard
- Preheat the oven to 325 degrees F (165 degrees C). Trim excess fat off the ham and score in a diamond pattern with a sharp knife, making shallow cuts about 1 inch apart. Place in a roasting pan.
- Roast for 30 minutes in the preheated oven. In a small bowl, mix together the maple syrup, red wine vinegar, Dijon mustard and mustard powder.
- When the 30 minutes are up, brush 1/3 of the glaze over the ham. Bake 20 minutes, and repeat twice with remaining glaze. Let the ham stand for 10 to 15 minutes before carving.
The recipe is from allrecipes.com - I love that site! Anything with 2000 good reviews has simply got to turn out well...
Saturday, 30 January 2010
Last week, Kevin told me about these granola bars someone at work had brought in. He went on about them for a bit, in a way calculated to challenge me to try my hand at granola bars. I don't know if he does this on purpose or not...
Anyways, I went to allrecipes and found a recipe with good ratings. Not having all the ingredients (I only had 4 1/2 of the original recipe items), I did a little freestyle baking, and came up with these:
1 can sweetened condensed milk
2 Tbsp melted butter
1/4 cup honey
2 1/2 cups oatmeal
1/4 cup whole wheat flour
1/2 cup butter scotch chips
1 cup raisins
1 cup mini chocolate chips
1 cup coconut (medium dessicated)
Mix it up well, then press it down into a nice big casserole dish (I used my 11"x13"). Bake it at 350 for twenty-three minutes. The edges should be getting a bit brown, but the middle will still be light. That's for chewy granola bars. If you like them crunchy, bake for five more minutes. For very very crunchy - just leave them in the oven till you get around to them.
As a nice bonus, they only take about 5 minutes to put together.
I knew I had a winning recipe when Kevin called from town and asked me to bring some in when I came...
That's how I know they're good.
I don't offer; he asks.
Friday, 29 January 2010
Monday, 25 January 2010
Monday, 04 January 2010
Relax. Let me explain.
I had never heard of babywise until just recently. A friend mentioned it when I was about seven months pregnant. The basic principle of babywise, she said, was "Feeding time, waketime, and then naptime." She had been using it with her baby, and recommended the book. Apparently, it was supposed to help babies sleep through the night sooner, and go to bed peacefully. That sounded great to me; I wanted my baby to be a happy, peaceful baby. If Babywise could help, I wanted to know about it.
So I read the book. Katherine was over a month old when I finally got a copy, but I started her on a schedule the day I read the book. And I found it very helpful. Katherine had been eating every hour or two, and once I put her on a schedule, she ate every 2 1/2 hours; ate faster, and ate better, I felt. The book was right, apparently, when it suggested that she had been snacking constantly before. I kept her awake after feedings, reading to her, giving her rides in our baby carrier, and letting her discover the little girl in the mirror on her mobile; then put her down for her naps awake. That was the way to help her learn to enjoy her bed, and it seemed to be working well.
Then I ran into trouble. She didn't sleep nearly as much as the book said she would. I would put her down for a nap, and she would just hang out in her crib, looking at the ceiling, looking out the window, looking at me with her big blue eyes when I came to check her. So I asked around, trying to find out if the friends who had used the Babywise way had found their baby deviated from the schedule, too. And that's when the reactions started coming in.
Everyone who knows about the book has an opinion, it seems; no one takes a neutral stance when it comes to Babywise.
Some friends who are trying it with their babies say they like it. Most add a little disclaimer, urging me to take the good the book has to offer, but to avoid swallowing hook, line, and sinker, everything the author says.
Others are not so positive. "Isn't that the book that tells you to let your babies cry and cry, so that they'll learn to sooth themselves?" asked one friend.
"Parents who get into the Babywise thing," someone else cautioned, "can have their kids become emotionally detached as they grow older. For example, the baby won't be able to fall asleep in his parent's arms, because he knows that he should be in his bed; he feels that he is doing something wrong."
And then there was a comment about becoming a "crunchy momma," on facebook. While I'm not exactly sure what that meant, it sounded ominous.
So I did what I always do when I have a mothering question: Googled it.
Using the search term "Issues with Babywise," I read that babies can become depressed when parents use the babywise method. Alarmed, I read on. Katherine, snuggled next to me on the bed, smiled in her sleep. "Parents are reluctant to give up on the method;" I read, "Health care professionals have observed that even when their babies were doing poorly on the program, parents often wanted to stick with it."
I stopped reading and thought about that for a moment. Of course they want to stick with it! The book promises that, if you follow the babywise method, your baby will "sleep through the night by eight weeks." What new mother can resist that lure? That would keep me on the schedule!
But depression. That was serious. I resolved to stop being Babywise the moment Katherine started spending time fussing for no discernible reason.
I'm pleased to report that the moment hasn't come. Katherine has begun intentionally smiling at us. She has started sleeping 5 hours straight, every night. She also likes her bed, and doesn't cry when we tuck her in.
Maybe Katherine's well-balanced, happy babyhood has nothing to do with Babywise. But maybe it does.
And so, whatever its faults may be, I like Babywise.
ON BECOMING BABYWISE: Book One
By Gary Ezzo, Robert Bucknam
Friday, 01 January 2010
Marrying my Kevin.
Going on honeymoon.
(this is in front of the White House)
Discovering that we are expecting.
Watching my husband go to Wales on a mission trip.
I missed him, but it still qualifies for the top ten,
due to its sheer worthwhile-ness.
Buying a house.
Seeing our house become home under Kevin's direction.
Meeting the neighbours.
Realizing, just before drifting off to sleep one night last week,
how nice it is to be married to
Kevin, since he's my best friend.
(yes, I know that sounds like Hallmark, but hey - sometimes Hallmark gets it right.)
2009 was a good year.