Happy First Birthday, Bubba!

You GUYS!  It's been a whole year!  I should do a big update post with pictures and whatnot, but I wanted to get the little guy's birth story posted.  As a quick update, he has seven teeth, refuses to crawl - he travels by rolling instead, which is HILARIOUS!, won't hardly sit up because he has places.to.go, isn't sleeping through the night, still weighs a ridiculous amount (can't wait to find out how much on Monday), and he loooooves his mama's milk.  I found out tonight he can feed himself pretty much an entire torn up egg, bits at a time, and though he will eat every last everlovin' thing he finds randomly on the floor, he does not care for steamed and finely chopped carrots.  (maybe I should've scattered them on the floor?)

Anyway, here's the story:

My water broke at 1:20 AM on Saturday, October 6.  I had been sleeping on a chux pad for a while just in case, and I was glad that I did!  I woke up Hubs and told him, and we both tried to go back to sleep.  I had a few contractions, but nothing big.  I couldn’t sleep and my water kept leaking, so I got up and sat on the couch on a towel and chux pad.

Goosie woke up a bit before 7 AM, I think, and wondered what I was doing!  I told her that the baby would be coming soon, and she was very excited.  I had her call Grandma so Grandma could come back to our house and help out.  (She and my dad had *just* been at our house two days before on their way home  but she repacked her bags and hit the road that morning, in snow and fog.)

I was thankful that Hubs spent lots of time at home, even though harvest was in full swing and it was a very busy time for him.  My contractions continued on and off, but didn’t get very strong or closer together.  I was in frequent contact with my doula, Rebecca, who was very encouraging.

My last gush of water was on Saturday, around 5PM.  By the time I woke up Sunday morning, the break had sealed and baby was back to swimming again.  Most everyone else was getting quite antsy that I wasn’t going to the hospital, but I knew it wasn’t time yet.  My mom scrubbed the bathtub so I could soak in the water and relax.  Goosie though it was hilarious that I was taking a bath!  I was thankful that my contractions picked up a little.

Sunday evening, Hubs and I had a discussion and we agreed that we’d go to the hospital in the morning.  We didn’t make it that long, though!  I had several hard contractions between 11PM to midnight, and I wanted in the Jacuzzi tub!  Also, I was on my left side in bed so Hubs could put counter pressure on my back to help with contractions, and with baby being on my left side, gravity pulled him really low toward my hip and it hurt!

We woke my mom up and told her we were heading in.  We stopped on the way for some sustenance – Hubs got me two snickers bars.  He wasn’t able to eat before Goosie was born (I had Burger King breakfast that time) and this time he just got an energy drink.

We got to the hospital about 2:30 AM and got checked in pretty quickly.  My first nurse was one who was there when Goosie was born which was fun.  She had been pregnant then, and this time she had a 4 month old baby.  I was surprised that my Certified Nurse Midwife showed up pretty quickly, and my doula Rebecca soon followed.  I think my midwife even did my first check, which showed I was about 6 cm dilated, but baby's head wasn’t really down.

I got in the tub, we walked the halls, I sat on the birth ball, I asked Hubs to pray.  Baby still didn’t come down, and I wasn’t progressing.  Rebecca showed Hubs a trick to help with pain relief, they both squeezed a spot between my thumb and index finger, which did help.  My midwife and Rebecca also tied a sheet on the bathroom door hinge so I could try a hanging squat.  It HURT, but it didn’t work to bring baby down.

Finally, my midwife said it was time to do Pitocin.  I agreed, but asked for pain meds.  I knew I could do it without them as I had with Goosie, but this time I wanted help relaxing to let my body do its work.  They gave me a shot which helped some.

Baby still didn’t come down.  My midwife said it was time to do a c-section and I cried.  She assured me that I had done everything I could.  I remember the contractions being unbearable after that because they were pointless, and they gave me a shot to stop them.  I asked Hubs to “call the moms” to let them know I was having a c-section but that it wasn’t an emergency, baby and I were OK.  He opted to send a text instead.

I remember the anesthesiologist talking to me quite a bit.  My main concern was that I was cold (about the only time I *ever* get cold is in labor!) and he didn’t think it would get any better when I got the spinal epidural, but surprisingly, it did!  (I actually remember a warm feeling traveling through my body.)

The doctor who did the surgery wasn’t my favorite, but he is very good at doing surgery so that was a blessing.  I remember him asking if I wanted my tubes tied and I emphatically said NO, plus I reminded him of that again in the operating room.

I remember hating being wheeled down the hall again, but I was glad it would be over soon.  I think I wished that an OR nurse we know was there, and as it turned out, she was, but didn’t come in.  My midwife asked if I wanted the drape lowered so I could see, and I didn’t.  I asked Hubs to come and hold my hand.  I remember Rebecca taking lots of pictures.

Having baby pulled out of me was a pretty wild feeling even though I was numb.  I’m pretty sure my midwife was the one that announced it was a boy, and I was surprised! (I was 60% sure baby was a girl.)  She brought him over to show me and he was rather blue but crying.  I immediately recognized his cry and face even though I had not seen or heard either before.

They had him on the warming table for a while before weighing him and he peed and pooped, and I wished they’d hurry and weigh him before he lost any more weight!  I was shocked when they said 10# 2oz, though I now wonder if his weight was inflated any from IV fluids.

My midwife gave him to me to hold while they wheeled me back to my room, but I asked Hubs to carry him instead because I was a bit woozy.  I don’t remember him crying as much as Goosie did.  Since I was still so cold, they put the warmer over both of us when we got back to the room, and they kept restarting it.

I remember Goosie and Grandma coming in to see us – Goosie was a bit shy.  She brought her stuffed Nappy Cat (that her aunt had given her *right* after she was born in that same hospital) and so I had her bring Nappy over to sniff the baby. :)  I also remember being a bit surprised at how quickly I fell head over heels in love with him.

I was surprised that I was OK with Hubs not spending much time at the hospital, though he did come every night for a while.  We had quite a time deciding on a name, and since Hubs conceeded a few other things, we went with his choice for a first name and my choice for a middle name.

My physical recovery from the c-section was fairly smooth, I was thankful to not suffer much in the way of complications from the surgery.

It hasn't been an easy year for us, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Oh, Yeah, It's a Boy!

And he's almost five weeks old already.  Sorry 'bout that. :>)

He was born on October 8, after a couple of days of labor (and my water having broken and then sealing back up!).  Unfortunately he just didn't descend and ended up taking the "easy" way out - c-section.  Huge bummer for this natural birth loving mama, but thankfully I've had no problems whatsoever from the surgery. Little dickens was 10 pounds 2 ounces, which is three pounds four ounces bigger than his sister was!

He is an amazingly good baby, nursing is going well.  Goosie is quite enamored and a big help.  For some dumb reason, I didn't bother taking my supplements for the first week or so after he was born and (shocker!) my adrenals bottomed out.  Once I got back on track with them, I rebounded rather quickly.  (I also had my placenta encapsulated.  If you wanna know more, details can be found here.)

Physically, I'm doing super well.  I didn't feel anywhere near this well after Goose's birth, and I'm so thankful.  Emotionally... not so much.  I'm still leaps and bounds ahead of where I was after Goose's birth, but it hasn't been easy.  I did well in the hospital, but after returning home, I had close to two weeks of ... well, terror.  I had another week plus of major struggling, and even now I am still having a bit of trouble that manifests itself in intense loneliness.

My awesome and amazing mother was here for almost 3 weeks - a huge gigantic blessing.  Especially since Hubs wasn't done with harvest yet; they finished on Halloween.  That's a full week earlier than they've ever finished before!

I have the birth story written out, but I need to go over it with my doula and get it typed up so I can share it.  Overall, I'm OK with the way things played out; I feel like we did everything that we could.  It's a huge disappointment (especially since Goose's birth was forceps assisted, sigh), but I could tell that he wasn't going anywhere.

We are doing quite well adjusting to being a family of four, though my respect for my grandmothers (who had 11 children each), friends who are moms of many, and basically anyone with more than one child is through the roof. :>)

Hope you are all doing well, and I have a few various things I'd like to share with all of you but as you can imagine, it's all taking a backseat to baby holding right now.  I'm just starting to think about things to make for Christmas, so if you have anything you're working on, I'd love to hear about it!

DIY Water Table and Mudpie Kitchen

Hello, friends! I'm super excited to share with you a project that I started last summer, and finally finished - Goose and I are both loving her new mudpie kitchen complete with a water table!  When I saw this Mud Pie Kitchen on Frugal Family Fun Blog (now Inner Child Fun), I knew it would be an awesome addition to our yard.

 I would guess that most of you are not lucky enough to have relatives who toss their junk out in the trees behind the farmstead, so if you hear of someone remodeling their kitchen and replacing their sink, jump on it! I tried calling plumbers to get old drains and didn't get much luck, but by keeping my eyes open, I was able to find sink drains for about $7.50 each (thank you Ace Hardware!)

Our sink came from hubs's grandma's, and she had it full of dirt for flowers.  Goose and I gave it a good scrubbing to get off all the dirt and gunk that we could.





Here it is, all clean and shiny!  Well, all clean, anyway...  A true DIY-er might have done something about the rust spots in the bottom; I just used Rustoleum and didn't worry about it.

(Note: it seems that particular brand of spray paint has problems with the nozzle - of the two colors I bought, one didn't have a nozzle and the other one didn't work.  I wrote the company and complained, and they sent me a package with about fifty nozzles. I think they were being kind of sarcastic about it, but I was able to use my spray paint so I didn't care!)

As an aside, I'm sure I used some awesome spray paint tips from Like Merchant Ships, but I can't find the post now...





Two coats of sunny yellow later, I was pleased with the results.

I called my sweet, now-retired dad with the measurements of the sink and he built a neat little drop-in stand for the sink.

Unfortunately, at this point, it sat sad and lonely in the garage for another year while I looked for cheap drains... but I found them and while my dad was here this spring, he installed them for me.  Turns out one of them leaks a little bit, but no matter.







Here it is in action! I have been collecting various items and kitchen things for a couple of years.  Every time I found something that was cheap and looked like it would be fun, I picked it up.

Muffin tins, sillicone muffin cups, spoons, bowls, old egg beaters, small saucepans, strainers, old spice containers (love the vintage metal!), whisks, all sorts of things!









Last weekend was the city-wide garage sale, and I picked up this set of shelves for $5.  I also got the big teal basket and the light teal tub (bottom left) for 50 cents each, the other baskets I had picked up for our camper but ended up not needing.

There is a water faucet about six feet in the grass from where her mudpie kitchen is, and this summer Goose has figured out how to turn it on and off, so she is set!

One thing I really like is how this area stays in the shade for most of the day.  Also, there is a window right above her shelves, so I can peek out at her and check on what she's doing.  This morning, we made a batch of flubber as suggested by Money Saving Mom and Goose had a great time out there.

See what everybody else is making at Skip to My Lou's Made by You Monday!

Not My Will But Yours Be Done

I can't say that the reason I haven't been blogging is because there isn't anything to tell you guys... I can say that for the first time in my life, I have just sat back and watched the hand of God at work. I mean, I know God is in charge and I need to just stay out of the way, but the past few months have really reinforced that.

So you remember that my father-in-law passed away from ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) back in early December. Just a few days after he died, we had just about the only cold snap and snow storm that we had all winter. There was a "kitten incident" with a litter of very late fall kittens. Unfortunately, it didn't end well for them. It was a reminder that, while it was sad (and came at a really lousy time), cats are not what life is about.

Not my will, but Yours be done.

Even though the kittens didn't make it, I set up a heating pad with a water bowl in the barn to keep water in there for the cats. (something that I have done several times in the barn and my father-in-law did in his shop.) The heating pad is one of several left over from when hubs's family had pigs, they were used for the sows and piglets.

About six weeks later (January 17 at 4:30 PM, to be exact), Goose and I went to the barn to feed cats like we do every single day. There was a yucky smell of hot hay in the air, and upon taking a closer look, it appeared that some of the cats had been fighting because the hay was kind of churned up, and there was a fair amount on the heating pad. I cleaned it off, and Goose and I went to visit my mother-in-law for about an hour.

When we left, I thought I smelled something kind of smokey, but figured it was just lingering on my coat. I tend toward the dramatic in my head, and it's something I've been trying to reign in. Goose and I headed home, and somewhere around 20 minutes later, my MIL called and said that there was a fire at the farm.

Not my will, but Yours be done.

It was the barn. It started in the plug of the 50 year old heating pad plugged into 60 year old wiring. Although our wonderful volunteer fire department responded quickly and did everything they could, there isn't much that can be done for an old wooden barn full of old hay except to protect the surrounding pens and cattle working area. They ended up cutting an enormous hole in the side of the barn and pulling out the burning hay with a loader, which they spread out in an empty pen so it could burn itself out. Thankfully Radar, our miniature donkey, had wandered down to hubs's uncle's farm to visit the horses there - not only would he have been pretty freaked out, but they went through his pen to get the hay out. By morning, there was only the shell of a barn and a smoky haze.

Not my will, but Yours be done.

At that point, I had twelve cats in the barn. The next day, nine came back. One of the missing three was my beloved Socks, our favorite cat. He has not returned. My heart is broken. With all the commotion tearing down the barn, another three cats have taken off for parts unknown.

Not. My. Will. But. Yours. Be. Done.

Since then, I have had countless dreams that I've gone to the farm and there Socks is, waiting for me. I've even dreamed that I had that dream, and then realized in the dream that it was a dream. (I wake up every bit as confused as you all just were reading that.) I have a one-eyed cat that has taken off in the spring and returned in the fall for the past few years. I'm hoping to see her again in a couple of months.

ANYway, my fellow NFP-ers will understand what I mean when I say that the morning after the barn fire, I had a well-timed temperature spike. My first thought was "really, God? Am I seeing Your hand in this already?" Maybe His will isn't so bad after all...

A couple of weeks later, I was thrilled but not entirely surprised to see a + sign on a pregnancy test!

Oh, how I wish that we didn't have to give up Socks for this baby - I've just barely stopped looking for him each time we go to the farm. But it has been a continued reminder of the truly, truly important things in life.

Because of my history of adrenal problems, the very day I found out I was pregnant, I contacted a not-local midwife that I know has experience with mamas and adrenals. She tweaked some of my supplements and suggested I do a saliva test to check my cortisol levels. It took a bit to get the stuff to me and for me to get the test in to a lab on the west coast. About three weeks later, on Ash Wednesday to be exact, my midwife called with the results.

Turns out my cortisol levels weren't too far off, but the area that showed a problem was gluten intolerance. What? I was actually rendered speechless for a bit, I was so surprised. I mean, I've known for a while that I probably should cut down on wheat stuff. But come ON! My hubs grows the stuff, and I like to grind it up and make delicious things! Not to mention I was IN THE FIRST TRIMESTER. But I knew I needed to get healthier for this baby, especially since I wasn't too far off from the weight I was when I was full term pregnant with Goose. So I took a deep breath and as Lent began, I began a three month trial off gluten.

Not my will, but Yours be done. Guess God really did want me to cut down on wheat stuff.

I'm not gonna lie, my attitude has been pretty lousy. It has been a struggle. I don't have the typical digestive problems that go with gluten intolerance, so I haven't had the boost of all of a sudden feeling a whole bunch better. My insomnia has improved a teeny tiny bit (oh, yes, I forgot to mention that I had to give up a supplement when I got pregnant, and it just happened to be the one that really helped me sleep. Whoof.), and I lost a few pounds at first and have more or less held steady since then. I figure that's pretty good for being 17 weeks pregnant!

I let my frustration get the best of me several weeks ago and had two days of delicious gluten indulgence. I could tell my sleep suffered a bit (and I hadn't even realized it had improved much until it tanked again) and at my midwife's encouragement, I took a deep breath and went back to gluten free. I have three weeks of the three months left to go, and I will be meeting with my midwife tonight to re-test my saliva and see where things are. I fear that I'll need to keep up the gluten free diet, which I DO NOT LOVE, but I'm at least starting to accept the possibility. Not my will, but Yours be done, after all.

So. What's new with you guys? :>)

Can't-Get-It-Out-Of-My-Head Project

Do you ever see something, and then you can't get the idea out of your head until you make it? That happened to me when I saw this Rainbow Poncho Cape on Etsy.



This is what I ended up with:

(apologies for the lousy cell phone pics - I didn't get any with my camera)

I could NOT stop thinking about how cute it was, or whipping out my phone and showing it to other people... finally I decided I had to make one. I even made some sketches of different ways to style the poncho, since I don't love the classic poncho look. I wish I had my sketches to show you (not 'cause they're awesome - they're kind of sad, really - but because I was going to town with ideas!)

I had the basic poncho. One with slits for your hands to come out. Pocket on the front, pocket on the inside, pockets in both places. (I totally wanted to make it reversible, but knew Goose would probably always want it rainbow side out, so why bother?) I had it in my mind to make it more fitted than the big circle, maybe even using two tiers and having her arms come out between the tiers. I have a big problem with getting ideas in my mind to actually work in the physical realm, so I decided to keep it simple.

Clicking around yielded many, many poncho tutorials. Then I realized that I didn't have a big enough piece of pink fleece (yup, it was requested to be pink) in my stash to make a huge circle (I wanted it to be pretty long on Goose, both for warmth and room to grow!) So I rounded the corners and cut a neck hole - which ended up being too big, oops. The length turned out pretty well, though - it hits Goose around the knee and the width is just right as it's a bit past her wrists, so her hands can come out the sides.

Initially, I started to trim the shoulder part in to make it more fitted but realized that was a lousy idea, so I stitched back in the part I cut out, which is why it has "sleeve" seams. I wish they weren't there, but I don't notice them as much as I did at first.

Next, I cut the rainbow and stitched it on, and it's actually bigger than it looks because every color except red extends a couple of inches under the cloud. I didn't realize how big it was until I had to put the pocket so far down towards the bottom! (we'll get to the pocket in a minute...) After I had the rainbow on, I made a cloud pattern with paper to check the size, then cut it out but didn't stitch it on.

For the pocket, I used one of Goose's sweatshirts and traced the pocket, then noticed the fleece was folded and doubled over at the openings so I added that to the pattern then a seam allowance. After cutting it out, I folded and stitched the doubled part at the side openings.

This is where it seems to get complicated... since the cloud was going to overlap the pocket, I laid both out on the poncho and pinned the cloud to the pocket where it needed to go, and stitched it on where it overlapped the pocket. I then folded the cloud down toward the bottom of the poncho, pinned the pocket on and sewed the top of the pocket to the poncho. I unfolded the cloud and finished stitching it down (there is a bit of an opening where the cloud isn't stitched down since it is wider than the pocket), then I stitched the bottom of the pocket.


(she's watching TV, by the way - not feeling like posing for photos!)

Using the same sweatshirt, I made a pattern for the hood, though in hindsight I realzied that the bottom of the hood (around the neck area) needed to come in farther - the opening is too wide. (especially since I cut the head hole too big. I tried to go back and take it in, but it just didn't look right.) I cut the outer hood from the same pink fleece and the inner hood from some pink polka dotted fleece and stitched them right sides together, leaving the whole bottom open. I turned it right side out and top stitched, and I also stitched down the center seam to help it hold together better.

Instead of making it reversible, I decided to just line it so that it would be warmer. The only color of which I had a large enough piece was white, and as it turns out, I really like how it looks. I laid the white out right side down, and laid the poncho on top, right side up (wrong sides facing). I pinned the heck out of it, and cut the white around, leaving somewhat of an allowance. I then unpinned and put the right sides together, then I *really* pinned. I was thankful for the allowance because it isn't perfectly symmetrical (shocker, I know...) and I trimmed the extra white.

I sewed all the way around, leaving most of the back open for turning. It's been my experience that you can pretty much always tell where it was left open to turn, so making it teeny tiny doesn't really change that it stands out. Leaving the turning hole super big makes it far less frustrating, and actually I think it blends in a little better! Again, I top stitched around the edge so the white and pink would hold together, and carefully pinned and sewed my turning hole shut at the same time.

To attach the hood, I cut basically a slit in the white, since I knew I'd cut the pink too big. (side note, I do most of my sewing when Goose is in quiet time after lunch or in bed at night, so she isn't around all the time for me to try it on her.) I think I folded the white under when I stitched the hood in, but I can't quite tell. :>) I also think I did it in two steps - first I sewed the hood to the outer pink part (centering the hood seam with the center of the poncho and using lots of pins - do you see a pattern here? USE LOTS OF PINS!) then I folded, pinned, and sewed the white lining. I made a loop out of bias tape and added that to hang it up, by the way.

After the hood was on, I folded the white down over the pink in the front and stitched it. If the neck hole wasn't so darn big, I think that would about be my favorite part, it looks really nice! I thought about adding some trim around the bottom edge, but 1) it would take a TON and 2) I really like how it looks as-is, and 3) let's not kid ourselves, I'd never be able to decide what trim to use anyway.

The only thing I think I might add is something to fix the too-large neck hole. (Which, actually, if Goose is wearing her stocking hat already, it gives us plenty of room to get the poncho on still. So not all bad.) I'm thinking of making a "scarf" perhaps three or four inches wide (I'll have to measure Goose to be sure) and basically cutting it in half and attaching it on either side of the hood. I can cross it under her chin and tuck in the tails... Or I could make a whole scarf, attach it at the back and bring it around and tuck it in. Any thoughts, anybody?

This project took me six days from start to finish, though I worked on it a couple hours per day maximum. It works great in the car, since Goose is still in a five-point harness (want to see why? read this.) I flip the back up over the back of her seat and buckle the buckles under the front, then tuck the front in like a blanket. I'm probably a little bit too proud of it, but it sure is cute. :>)

I'll be linking to Skip To My Lou's Made By You Mondays in the morning.

Handmade Christmas 2011

What with everything else that was going on, I was quite late with planning out and getting started on Christmas gifts.

Let's start with little people, shall we?

For my nephews, ages 2 and 8 months, I appliqued matching shirts for them (and neglected to take a picture, so perhaps their mama will help me out.) It was pretty standard - iron Wonder Under on the back of fabric, cut out the design, peel the paper and iron onto the shirt, embroider around to help it stay on. In the interest of full disclosure, I tried machine stitching it on like I usually do but kept getting huge snarls with my thread and I punted!

For my older nephew, I made a train/road/farm play mat. I used various ideas including this farm play mat from The Crafty Cupboard, and this DIY Car Mat Backpack from I Can Teach My Child (though I didn't go with a backpack).
















Though I used a large piece of tan felt (from a bolt) for the main backing, the rest of the mat is made from fleece, bias tape, and thread. I find fleece to be more washable than felt, and I am not a fan of the felt squares that are so readily available as they seem to pill and fall apart rather quickly. Anyway, I drew out a basic sketch of what I wanted. Right now, O is a huge fan of trains, but I suspect at some point he may branch out into cars and tractors, too. The first thing I put down was the train tracks, which are made of bias tape stitched down. Next, I cut pieces of felt for the road. I made it (and the tracks) rather wide to accommodate big-ish trains and cars for now, and possibly matchbox cars and the like in the future. I sewed down the middle of the road with black thread to help it stay in place better, then went back and made the center lines by zig-zagging with bright yellow thread.

The farm was super fun to put together, if I do say so myself. The yellowish patch is a field. I took strips of felt and sewed them down the middle, then snipped down the long sides. Yup, I should have taken a closer picture so it makes sense, but I used the haystack in the above farm play mat as inspiration so check that out. The barn is red fleece with white bias tape stitched on for doors, and the fenced pen area is just zig-zagged white thread. The house, tree, and dog house are all fleece. I didn't have a good shade of blue fleece for the pond, so I used a thrifted sweatshirt and hacked a piece out of the arm. All fleece shapes were sewn around the edge with more or less coordinating thread.

I then took a piece of Thomas fabric (much beloved by O - in fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he just used that side to drive his trains on for a while) and added a pocket for trains and cars and whatnot and a fleece O. By the way, it matched the green on the fabric much better before I cut it out and attached it... All along, I intended to add handles so it would fold up and carry a bit easier, so I made sure everything lined up properly. I totally winged the pocket - it's a rectangle of Thomas fabric with elastic at the top and a button and loop closure.

To attach it to the mat, I pinned the handles in place, stitched it to the felt then pinked off the extra Thomas fabric. I ended up getting a serger from hubs (squeeee!) for Christmas and I'd have used that to finish the edges (I think - I haven't learned enough about it yet) if I'd have had it. Except I don't know how that would have worked with the handles...

I went a bit more low key this year for my nieces. The oldest (12) got a case for her phone, of which I didn't take a picture, sigh. There are a bunch of patterns for cell phone cases at Tipnut, though I don't think I really used any of them; more just basic phone dimensions and winging it. (do you see a pattern here for my crafting?) I made a bag of appropriate size with a lining, and put some ribbon at the top. I attached a elastic pony tail holder on one end and a button on the case so it can go on her bag, backpack, or purse strap. I cut her initial out of fleece and stitched it on, then embroidered a peace symbol on the other side. Thankfully hubs pointed out that I forgot to finish it and it was just the Mercedes Benz symbol. (sigh)

The other three (8,7, and 4) got girly spa bags similar to those at Come Together Kids.

I purchased a set of canvas bags and used the above-mentioned Wonder Under method to put their names on, though this time I was able to machine stitch. Note to self, though - it would have worked MUCH better to have stitched the names to a piece of fabric and THEN stitched the fabric to the bag. I did finally figure out that I needed to pin the bottom strap out of the way and pay attention to where the top strap was... I only had to take stitches out once because of that!

I then used fabric in a favorite color (pink is shown - there was another pink and a blue as well) to make smaller bags. As I was making them, I thought how nice it would be to line them with flannel, so I did. And they are nice! One was filled with body stuff like lotion, body wash, lip balm, bath fizzies, a pouf, and an eye pillow. For the eye pillow, I just made a little rectangular bag and filled it with rice then sprayed it with some lavender spray that my sister in law bought me last year.

The nail bags were a trip to put together. I started by making the mat, though I did it a bit differently than the other site. I didn't have any oilcloth (at least I think that's what she described) but I *did* have clear vinyl. I didn't want to be looking at the wrong side of the fabric, nor did I have enough fabric to have two pieces that size.

Enter the thrifted fabric - again. I had several panels that may have been intended for quilting or embroidery or... something, so I used those. I put the fabric wrong sides together and the vinyl on top, and pinned it all together. I then trimmed everything so it was the same size and ran bias tape around the edges and pinned the heck out of that. I stitched the bias tape down then flipped it over and stitched again to make sure that I didn't have any loose edges. It was a pretty long process, but I was pleased with how they turned out. Because of the size of the panels, my mats turned out to be about 19x23".

Also in the bag, I included two or three bottles of nail polish , a bottle of nail polish remover, and a package of cotton rounds. Oh, I guess I didn't mention - the little bags were drawstring, and I didn't want the ribbon to get pulled through so I either stitched buttons on the end or put beads on the ends and tied knots to keep them from sliding off. (Yep, the whole entire process really was that much work.)

Ooh, I almost forgot, I made a hair stuff bag for each girl. I bought some pretty clips and pony tail holders, I made some more tulle pom pom pony tail holders, and I also made some headbands.

Come to find out, my nieces have pretty much collectively chopped their hair off and pony tail holders are on their way out. Oops. So I was glad to have the headbands. I bought a three pack of wide black headbands - one I left plain and hot glued some pretty beads on it. Another I covered with white ribbon (which was a process, whew) and then I strung some flower beads together and glued them on the white. I covered the final headband with blue ribbon, glued a flower on it, and glued a gem in the middle. I've seen them on a head several times already, so I'm overall pretty pleased.

I also freezer paper stenciled some shirts for Goose and her papa. I am quite enamored with this technique because it's pretty easy - and it'll be even easier now that I have a Silhouette craft cutting machine! (another squeee!! Christmas present! It wasn't looking like Hubs was going to come up with a gift for me, so I ordered myself one on ebay using some paypal money I had built up.)

It's a bit hard to see the detail on Goosie's shirt - it's a girly font plus I stitched a little pink bow on the C and used a button as a dot on the i. Papa indulged me by wearing his shirt and matching Goosie at our family dinner on Christmas Day.

My one last homemade gift was a button bracelet for one of my sisters-in-law. I got the idea from this button bracelet, but instead of attaching so many buttons to a chain bracelet, I used jump rings to attach buttons to each other. I put a jump ring through each hole and then attached those rings to each other with another ring. (Not nearly as complicated as it sounds, but no picture, sorry.)

And that pretty well sums it up for this year. Did you make anything fun? I'm thinking I'll link up to Skip To My Lou tomorrow, since it's been a while.

Explaining Death To Little Ones

As you may remember, my father-in-law was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease) in August of 2010. He passed away on December 2 of this year. This picture of him and Goose in their overalls was taken in September, just before his health really started to decline.

Blessedly, his death was quite peaceful. I used the concepts from the book What Happened When Grandma Died to explain things to Goose, though I didn't read the book to her because she is quite literal right now and I think she would have been confused trying to make the switch between Grandma in the book and Grandpa in our life.

It basically says that when we die, we leave three old things behind and get three new corresponding things: our body, our home, and our work. The book goes into much more detail, of course, but it provided for much discussion and an opportunity for Goose to ask many (MANY!) questions. I'll admit I had some trouble being patient answering the same thing over and over (AND OVER!), but once I realized it was her way of processing things, that helped. And it also warmed my hear to hear her explain to her 2YO cousin where Grandpa is. (in heaven, and also in our hearts)

I know that many of you have been praying for us, and I can't tell you what that means to me. I hope you have had a very blessed Christmas and I wish you all the best in 2012! (better get used to writing that now...) I'll be back in a bit with my Handmade Christmas 2011 post, which I meant to get up a long time ago, but better late than never.

Daybook for November 26, 2011

Outside my window... today was chilly and windy, after a few days of beautiful weather. I think it will warm back up again this week though. Goose and I took advantage of the nice weather on Wednesday and put up the Christmas lights on the porch. We waited until tonight to turn them on, and she is THRILLED.

I am thinking... that my adrenal glands aren't doing as well as I had hoped. I bumped my supplement levels back up to the full amount, and so far it's helping a little, but I am trying to be patient.

I am praying for... my father-in-law. A week ago yesterday, they estimated he probably only had days to go; a week ago today, they dropped it down to just hours. He has had ups and downs since then, but yesterday he asked to be brought out to the living room to sit for a while. Also praying for patience to wait on God's timing.

I am thankful for... every minute we have with my father-in-law.

From the learning rooms... whoof. Much of our time has been spent at the farm, so this area has been a bit neglected.

From the kitchen... whoof again. We've eaten most of our meals at the farm, too. For thanksgiving, I brought creamy corn and peppers and cheesy mashed potatoes. We had baked oatmeal a few days this week, and I also made this Pumpkin Coffee Cake. It was really good!

I am wearing... purple long sleeved shirt, pinkish purplish cords.

I am creating... umm, a few cell phone cases for the craft shop, and I have some ideas in my head for Christmas gifts that I need to get moving on.

I am pondering... that we rejoice in the hope of the resurrection.

I am reading... Real Learning: Education In the Heart of the Home

I am hoping... for a better night's sleep tonight.

I am hearing... Hubs talking to the video game he's playing. :>)

Around the house... needs some picking up, for sure.

One of my favorite things... Goose learning how to walk carefully up to a skittish cat and gently pet it. Girl after my own heart! :>)

A few plans for the rest of the week... our final Bible study session on Monday, small claims court for our little village on Thursday, and lots of time at the farm, I'm sure.

A picture thought I am sharing... Goosie and Grandpa, taken a few months ago.

Kitchen Tip - Covering Crockpots

I recently needed to cook a chunk of frozen pork roast in the crockpot. The meat wasn't big enough to necessitate using my large crockpot, but it didn't fit in my small crock with the lid on. My solution? Cover the crock with a bowl!




















I used a cereal bowl, and it actually fit perfectly - a seal formed, just like with using the lid. Usually I just put the lid on the best I can and squish things down as they thaw. This day, I was away from the house so it was unattended. The meat was ready to go by the time I got back and it fed our hungry silage crew well! I will be linking to Kitchen Tip Tuesdays over at Tammy's Recipes.

Being an Intentional "Yes Mama"

I've been listening to my blogging friend Amy when she writes about being intentional. I have longed to be more intentional, rather than reactive. Now that my health is getting back on track, I am getting more serious about it, though I'm just taking baby steps. I'm sure I read about being a "yes mama" on Melissa Wiley's blog, though I can't find the specific post now. (I have, however, spent a glorious hour clicking around her archives. Lissa is probably the first blogger I followed!) (Hmm, maybe it was Danielle Bean? No matter, though I wish I had another hour to dig through her archives, too...)

As I remember, being a "yes mama" means that instead of thinking about the mess that will be created, all the setup and cleanup that will be necessary for what will surely be approximately seven minutes of whatever activity and saying "not now" or "maybe later" ... that you say yes, and follow their lead with what they want to do.

Seven minutes of painting, sure, but really, it only takes about three minutes to set it up and two minutes to clean it up (provided there wasn't an oopsie accident, and Goose is really quite careful).

I have been slowly accumulating various art and craft supplies on clearance, from garage sales, at thrift stores, and I'm now realizing that it doesn't make sense to keep saving them for a rainy day - especially when I tend to be a "not now" mama on rainy days, too. So, I pulled them all together and put them in a set of plastic drawers now located in the kitchen:

Yup, stepping around Goose, who was using stencils and colored pencils in the middle of the floor was kind of a pain, and she needed help pulling up and re-taping stencils, but in the grand scheme of things, it wasn't that bad. Plus she really, really enjoyed it. I also discovered that when I am more willing to say yes, she is also more willing to say yes when it is time to clean up (especially if we talk about it beforehand.)

Something that got me to thinking about all this again was when she brought me one of her books and said "can I do dat, Mama?"


I know that if I want HER to be creative, I need to demonstrate creativity myself. So, I said "sure!" and hopped up to make it happen. I was wishing that I'd picked up some crepe paper streamers that I see at thrift stores all the time, but I hadn't done so. (That has since been remedied!) So we got a ribbon from her dress up trunk and some masking tape. I taped the ribbon across the doorway, and showed her how to "ready, set, GO!" and run through to break the ribbon, just like in the picture.

Sure, I had to say "ready, set, GO!" (and then cheer her on) approximately eleventy hundred times, but I showed her how to tape the ribbon back up so she didn't need my physical help until the tape got too crinkled, then I just got her another piece.

As I'm typing this out, it seems so simple. But I hope it represents a shift in my thinking and how I make decisions as a mama. Here's to being intentional!