Joining the Smoothie craze

When I bought this bender a year ago, I wanted it to puree soups and to make baby food.

On Amazon, review after review talked about how great it was at blending smoothies. I found such reviews unhelpful since I was so sure that I would never use it to make smoothies. I like to eat my fruit not drink it in a straw.

I should have known to never say never.

Not only have I been bitten by the smoothie craze, but Elly is loving them also. Currently, we are enjoying a mango and orange smoothie.

Recipe: 2 mangos, the juice of 4 oranges and about 1/2 cup of yogurt.

What changed my mind? The thing that always brings me to my knees: taste. I am a sucker for good food.

On a whim, I blended up pineapple, avocado, applesauce and yogurt together. My main goal was to use up the leftover pineapple and the leftover avocado sauce in the fridge; I hate throwing out food. It was delicious! Elly kept vying for the mug I was drinking it out of. Naturally, I let her try it.

Now we’re both hooked.

Christmas is Finally Over

On Sunday, we exchanged the remaining gifts under our tree with dear friends of ours. We have been making and breaking dates with them since Black Friday. A new baby, illness and snow had required us to postpone Christmas.

Elly got a new toy to add to the mayhem in her room.

If you are going to suggest that I tuck some of her toys away and rotate them in at a later date, let me assure you that I’m way ahead of you. I purchased a toy chest right before Christmas. It’s full now. And to think next month is her birthday. I’m going to need a second chest or a bigger closet.

Planning a Party

Elly will be 1 year old next month! Our little girl is growing up.

To celebrate, we are planning the 1st of many birthday parties.

Despite my attempt to divide and conquer our families separately, we’ll be inviting everyone at once. I’m nervous about hosting such a large get-together. Our biggest party to date had only 8 guests. Even if people decline, we’re looking at four times that many people.

1) I don’t know how we’ll fit that many people in our small home.
2) I don’t have a clue what food to serve outside of cake and ice cream.
3) Do I have to decorate?

No doubt about it though, Elly is worth all the hub-bub.

In Search of Sleep

Long have I kept Elly’s sleeping habits secret. People always ask how she sleeps, but I have learned to smile sweetly and say “Great!” Why do I lie? I feel my mothering skills are in question. If Elly isn’t sleeping through the night, then I have failed to teach her how. It is all my fault.

4 months have passed since Elly starting waking up almost every hour. I am pleased to report that she is finally sleeping in longer blocks. Last night, she only woke up 4 times to nurse. Now 4 may sound like a large number to you, but when you’ve lived through nights where she woke up so many times that you ran out of fingers to count with, then 4 is amazing.

Elly was never a great sleeper even as a newborn. I remember not getting any sleep at all some nights; it was just constant nursing. Naps were no better. Elly would typically only nap for 30 minutes – 20 minutes of that time was in my arms. So, I started to look for answers.

For naps, I began laying down with her and allowing her unlimited nursing time. Finally, she started napping in consistent 1.5 hour blocks. It was heaven. Not only did Elly wake up well rested and happy as a clam, but I was getting caught up on sleep too. It was a win-win solution. Despite being assured that Elly would learn to sleep in longer blocks, unlimited nursing remains the only way I can get her to take a long nap.

At night, Elly slept next to me in a bassinet until she was 5 months old and she really didn’t fit. I had tried to move her out earlier, but she woke up too frequently for it to be a viable option. When she was only waking 3 times a night, I moved her. My little girl was growing up. I was so proud and a bit wistful.

A few weeks after the move to the crib, Elly started teething and waking frequently from the pain. I held her all night while sitting up in a chair. Four months later, I’m still sitting in that same chair. Now here’s where I’ll agree that 4 is a large number.

At first, I just tried to endure her frequent wakings certain that once the teething was over, then she would revert to her usual sleep habits. When weeks passed by with no improvement, I knew I had to do something. Despite vowing to let Elly cry it out while I was still pregnant with her, I refused to use such tactics. I can’t bear to listen to her cry. It doesn’t matter that I know she is fine. My reaction is primal. I would knock over a man as big as Ryan Howard to get to my girl when she is crying.

Instead I bought the No Cry Sleep Solution book by Elizabeth Pantley. I think I have tried every applicable solution the book lists. Elly still doesn’t sleep through the night, but many aspects of Elly’s daytime and bedtime routines have been improved.

Solutions implemented:
1. Daytime routine (Elly eats and sleeps about the same time everyday now)
2. Consistent naps (Elly takes 2 naps a day)
3. Increase daytime feeding (not really applicable since I have been blessed with a good eater, but I do encourage more snacking in between meals)
4. Complete darkness
5. White noise
6. Earlier bedtime (I aim for a 7-8 bedtime)

Such common sense solutions they are that I’m embarrassed it took me so long. I had been nursing Elly on demand. She seemed to know what she needed, so I let her lead the way in sleep. Perhaps a baby-led system works great for some babies, but it didn’t work with Elly. Perhaps more accurately, it didn’t work for me.

As stated above, Elly still doesn’t sleep through the night despite all my hard work and middle-of-the-night pleading. So, we’ve packed up the crib. I’ve put my foot down and refused to spend 1 more night sleeping sitting up in a chair. Enough is enough. I’ve tried it the “right” way. Now we’re doing it my way. Beginning a few days ago, Elly sleeps with us now. It’s the easiest solution. She wakes up, I sooth her and/or nurse her and we’re all back to sleep in mere minutes – sometimes seconds.

I guess my answer won’t change at all. Should anybody ask how Elly sleeps, I shall continue to say “great!”.

Christmas has Begun

It’s still 4 days before Christmas, but Elly has already opened 2 presents. Her honorary Aunt Arecia and Uncle Mike visited us over the weekend. They got her 2 Leap Frog toys: 1 representing each parent.

Elly got a cooking set and a drum.

Can you guess which toy goes with which parent? Here’s a hint; Dan isn’t allowed in my kichen except to pour beer, make coffee and carve birds.

Here’s hoping your Christmas is filled with sugar and spice and everything nice – just like our little girl!

A New Look

Baby boot camp is over. I’m fed up with the I-stayed-up-all-night-with-a-baby-look. Just because Elly won’t win any sleeping awards doesn’t mean I need to keep looking like a semi just mowed me down.

Though I’m a bit early, I’ve already made a New Year’s resolution: To add a little spit-shine to my appearance.

No more wearing clothes that don’t fit. No more keeping too-small clothes in the hope that I will lose weight, especially since I hate dieting. So last week, I donated 3 garbage bags of clothes.

No more ponytails unless I’m exercising. My latest hair dresser recently moved to Reading. Rather than try somebody new, I went with someone I knew and trusted. I tracked down the first hair dresser I met in Pottstown. I found Lisa at Lords and Ladies in Douglassville. It felt like she cut years off rather than just inches.

No more wearing exercise pants all day long. Now I’m not talking about those spandex pants. Pigs will fly before I wear spandex. No, I’m talking about those comfy pants with wide elastic waists. This is going to be the hardest goal to meet. I love wearing my exercise outfits. They are so comfortable – almost as comfy as my jammies.

Christmas is Nigh

With Halloween out of the way, it’s time to deck the halls with boughs of holly.

We don’t have any holly. The holly tree in our backyard has not sprouted red berries since we moved into this house.

My neighbor swears to me that once upon a time it did. Despite pruning all its dead wood away and planting a mate nearby, it remains stubbornly void of Christmas berries.

So we’ll be decking the house with the traditional Christmas trees. Although we agreed to not buy a real tree until Elly was a bit older, we’ll still have 2 Christmas trees decorated indoors. Our neighbor gifted us a tabletop artificial tree so Elly could have a tree in her room!

Happy Halloween

Elly has 2 sticks-in-the-mud for parents. Even though this is her 1st Halloween, we’ve said no to all the fun stuff.
No costumes.
No trick-or-treating.

We just feel Elly is too young to understand. Maybe by next year we can dress her up as a little angel.

Yet the fact that Elly is too young to participate in the making of jack-o-lanterns didn’t stop me from buying 2 pumpkins for carving.

There are some traditions you can never be too young or too old for.

Apples and Pumpkins

We live in a world where you can buy just about any fruit or vegetable all year round. It’s no longer necessary to know when certain produce is locally being harvested.

Although I try to be cognizant of what produce is on sale, I live like most people – unconcerned if something is out of season.

There are a few exceptions: fresh blueberries, fresh tomatoes, apples and pumpkins. I only buy fresh blueberries when they are being harvested in NJ. Price is a major factor as is taste. Fresh tomatoes are easier to explain; that’s what my garden is for.

Though you won’t find pumpkins in my garden (they hog up too much space), I only buy them in October. The selection can’t be beaten. No other time will you find such a variety. And after making fresh pumpkin puree a few years ago from butternut squash – not pumpkin -, I can’t bring myself to buy the canned stuff. It just doesn’t hold a candle to fresh puree. Besides, there is no need to buy canned puree. I typically have enough fresh puree left over to freeze several containers of it.

So why don’t I eat apples any other month besides October? It doesn’t make any sense, I suppose. Neither selection or price is an issue. Maybe it’s because I overdose on the fruit, cooking and baking it into every possible dinner and dessert. By the end of the month, I don’t want to look at another apple for a very long time.

Because of my silly produce “rules”, Elly finally got to taste her 1st apple this weekend. She was thrilled with the experience.