Monday, October 17, 2011

Eating good in the neighborhood

What is it about children? Or is it just mine? When Kade was little, he would eat any kind of veggie you gave him. I made carrot purees, squash, and peas and he loved them. He would eat green beans, asparagus, chicken....almost anything. Then, he got picky. First, it was just meat. Then, it was a lot of vegetables. Now, it's almost all vegetables (Though he does love Olive Garden salads. Who doesn't?!) He loves bread, of course, and sweets, bananas, sometimes apples, peanut butter, pretzels, and milk. That's almost the extent of it. So, I decided to try this.

Green smoothies. Looks a little bit gross doesn't it? When I first heard of green smoothies, I thought, 'That sounds really healthy, but no way can you not taste the greens. Yuck.' Then, I got desperate to get some good food into the boy.

I bought some fruit and a bag of baby spinach. For this smoothie, I cut up a whole apple, stuck in half of a banana, a handful of spinach, and around 3/4 cup of water. I tasted it first and was surprised. I asked Kade if he wanted some juice (I didn't lie. That's what it is.) and he got all excited because we don't buy a lot of juice, but he loves juice.

 This was his first drink. He said, "Good duce."

After he finished the first cup, he asked me for "mo duce". I had poured myself the rest and was drinking it, so I gave him some of mine. He drank that, too, and got very upset when I told him it was all gone. Don't worry, he's not on a juice fast. He's currently eating a bagel with peanut butter.

He doesn't even know he's drinking SPINACH (or maybe he does and doesn't care because it tastes so good)! I did drink half a glass and it was good, but I'm not as good as Kade about posting my picture on the internet when I'm in my pajamas and my hair isn't fixed yet. Ha!

Thursday, October 6, 2011


I'm a "get 'er done" type of person (I think that's the first time I've actually used that phrase, though). Even when I'm tired and whining and complaining about being tired, I get up and I get things done. Pregnancy is tough sometimes. You can't do a lot of big things you wish you could do and the things you can do, you're too exhausted to do.

For example, there's a lot to do around my house right now. My bedroom is in the process of being painted, my kitchen is almost finished, but still needs some trim work, baseboard is waiting to be cut and put in our bedroom, and the baby's room, a baby's room to clean up and decorate--plus all the normal things. Now, I'm not doing the baseboard (mostly because I don't know how to work the saw or the nail gun thingy) and Michael has painted our bedroom, but I feel like I should do everything else, since I'm home all day. Every day, when he leaves for work, my husband says, "Please rest today" and I say, "Yeah, yeah, I will." Then, when he's good and gone, I spend the day doing things like laundry and rearranging furniture. By afternoon, I am beyond tuckered out.

So, Kade has decided for the last couple of weeks that he doesn't want to go to bed easily anymore. He screams for daddy and mommy and we get him and let him lay in our bed. He won't lay still, so we put him back in his and repeat the cycle all over again until he's so tired, that he falls asleep somewhere. Last night, he happened to fall asleep in our bed and when I woke up this morning, Michael was getting ready to put him in his bed before he left for work. I told him to just leave him with me. It's now after 9 am and he's still snoozing away beside me, his feet propped up on my legs. I don't want to get up and disturb him, so I've just been laying here relaxing, reading the Bible, and surfing the web. I've been forced to rest.

Lying here, thinking about it, God told us to rest. He said if we were tired, we should come to Him and rest. He said He would take our burdens. Being lazy and resting are two different things (though sometimes it's hard for me to feel like there's a difference between the two). It's ok to rest--not only physically, but mentally. In fact, rest is a necessity. If we don't rest occasionally, we will eventually burn out from complete exhaustion. I need to realize that I don't have to shoulder everything--around my house or in my mind.