Peoples’ Choice Awards

Each week, several bloggers hold blog carnivals, where other bloggers enter their posts on a given subject.  These carnivals are excellent for you, the readers, because you can discover new blogs and read dozens to hundreds of awesome ideas all in one place!  They are great for bloggers too because they allow us to reach new audiences and “meet” other bloggers.

One such carnival is Mind, Body and Sole’s Wildcrafting Wednesday.  I enter from time to time.

This year, they’re doing something new — the People’s Choice Awards.  The 10 most popular posts from last year have been selected, and now there is voting going on!  The three most popular posts will be featured in January.  And guess what?  I was nominated!

You can see all the nominees below.  I’d love it if you’d hop over and vote for me.  My entry was for the Immune Boosting Tea. :)

Your choices for The People’s Choice Award are:

Natural Vapor Rub for Coughs and Colds by Nearly Natural Nicole

Immune Boosting Tea by Modern Alternative Mama

Dandelions:  How to Use Them for Health by Happy Reskilling

Sloe Gin by Wildcraft Vita

Garlic:  From Plagues to Panacea by The Family Herbalist

Very Personal Herbal Remedies by The Woodwife’s Journal

Why Sea Salt is Good for You (and Table Salt is Not) by Small Footprint Family

Mullein for Colds and Flu by Joybilee Farm

10 Magical Things to Make with Apple Cider Vinegar by Revitalise Your Health

7 Super-Easy Recipes for a Healthy, Clear Complexion by Wellness the Natural Way

Don’t forget to vote for me!

What are your favorite health and wellness topics?

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Awaiting the Lord

It’s Christmas Eve, and what we’re doing now is awaiting the Lord.

Tomorrow is His birthday, and we celebrate the importance of His coming.  He is the one who saved us, whose sacrifice allows us passage to heaven.

Enjoy your time with your family as we celebrate.  We will be!

Merry Christmas!

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The Christmas Celebration Begins

Today is the first day of our Christmas celebrations!

I have spent most of the week scrambling to get ready, including getting up at 6:30 yesterday (I just couldn’t sleep!).  I had too many last-minute gifts to finish making and wrapping, plus food to make to take with us.  Our plan is to spend today and tomorrow with my husband’s parents, then head over to see mine for Christmas Eve and Day.  It’ll be a busy several days!  But very exciting.

When we had our first Christmas together, nobody had any kids yet (this was 7 years ago) and we would spend an hour as a family, praying together for each other.  (Okay, my niece was born…but she was only a month old.)  These days there are six kids around plus another on the way…so things are a little different.  (The kids are 7, 4, 4, 3, 1, and 8 months.)  Last year my MIL got out a manger scene and gave each of us a little “character” from it.  As my FIL read the Christmas story from the Bible, the person would get up when their character was mentioned and add it to the manger.  This gave all the kids something to do — at least the older ones.  Prayers after this are short, because the kids are pretty antsy!

After this, the older kids help hand out presents to everyone.  This year my niece can read for herself, and my MIL helps the younger ones by telling them who to take the packages to.  Once all the presents are handed out, we open them in age order, starting with the oldest person (yes, the kids have to wait!).  This way we can each appreciate what we are given and also thank the giver(s) properly.  We each receive 3 – 4 presents in total, mostly small items.

Then there is food!  And games, and naps, and conversation among the adults while the kids nap or watch a movie.  That is all what we will be doing today!

The Pictures

On Thursday, we got our family Christmas pictures done.  It was quite funny, really.  We discussed in advance what would be happening with my older two — “We’re going to get dressed up in your Christmas clothes, and go get our pictures taken.  We will do a family picture and also pictures of each of you by yourselves.”  In theory, my 3-year-old thought this was boring and didn’t want to.  My 4-year-old thought it sounded great to get dressed up and go do this.

…but in practice, their personalities shine through. :)  Bekah was pretty much born hating the camera.  Not kidding, by the time she was around a year, she would cry and throw a fit and refuse to sit for pictures ever.  We had a really hard time getting any shots of her when we did Daniel’s newborn pictures (she was barely 18 months at the time) because she cried and refused.  This time was no different!  She spent most of the time crying, pouting, and even forcing herself not to smile as we distracted her with talk about ice cream and Christmas cookies.  We got a few good shots, but…not a ton.  See the image at the top — as my friends said, the left half of the picture isn’t very happy (she gets her hate for the camera from Ben), but the right half is!

Daniel loved posing for the pictures, and so did Jacob (16 months).  Jacob only tried to get up and walk away once!  I really thought he would have more trouble but he was so interested in the photographers and their silly tricks that he sat and smiled.  The worst pose was when we tried to get the boys to stand back-to-back in front of the Christmas tree.  Both kept turning around and trying to pull ornaments off instead of looking at the camera!  We quickly found a different pose for them.

Here are a few of the other shots we got:

This is totally her!

Very sweet little boy

He’s getting so big!

All the kids! Bekah is smirking and trying not to smile.

Those are just some of the cute shots we got!

Enjoy your Christmas!  We will be!  :)

What are your Christmas celebration plans?

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Lose the Mommy Guilt: Your Feelings Matter Too

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I wish I were a perfect mom.

I wish that I didn’t fall prey to being too tired, too hungry, too wrapped up in my own head to be calm, loving, patient, and present for my kids.  I told myself I wouldn’t when I was a kid still because I hated how my parents let these things get them down.

I wish I didn’t get angry and want to smack something — even if what I ultimately smack is a pillow.

I wish I didn’t feel frustrated with a child who openly defies me and runs from me — even when I know that child is merely over tired and a nap will fix everything.  What is there to be frustrated about when I already know the reason?

I wish I wasn’t human.

Parents Have Feelings, Too

The final statement isn’t true.  But really, if all the preceding statements are, then the final statement must be, as well.  Humans have feelings — and so do parents.  We can’t rise above having normal feelings to become perfect, or even “better” parents.  We can’t shove our feelings down and hide them and put on a brave face for our children to try to make them think we are perfect.  (Yes, there might be the occasional serious or scary situation in which you need that brave face, but I mean if you are just having a bad day because you are tired or feeling sick or something.)

While we can and should always strive to do better as parents, we can’t accomplish that by hiding our feelings or pretending we don’t have them.  Parents do have feelings.  They do find it frustrating when their children don’t listen, make a mess, and so on.  I’m sure we’ve all run across parents who seem calm in the face of just about anything — and we’ve felt guilty for not being the same way.

We need to acknowledge our feelings and find a positive outlet for them.

It’s okay to feel (and say):

  • I don’t want things shoved in my face.  Please don’t do it.
  • I don’t like being hit.  I’m walking away now.
  • It makes me upset when you hurt your baby brother.  Please use gentle hands.
  • I’m tired and I need a rest today.  Can we play a quiet game or read a book?
  • I’m sick today.  Let’s turn on the TV and watch a movie.
  • I’m upset about a friend who is hurting.  Will you give me a hug?

It’s okay to have your boundaries.  It’s okay to be honest about what you are feeling and dealing with.  It’s okay to accept your own feelings and to ask others to accept them too.

It’s not okay to judge another mother because she has feelings.  Motherhood is messy and full of complicated emotions.  Mothers are torn by loving their children and sometimes wanting to strangle them.  They’re torn by a desire to be patient and loving, and the itch to scream when things get out of hand.  Mothers struggle everyday, because they’re not just “doing a job.”  They’re in relationship with these little people, with whom they are charged to bring up as rational, loving, productive adults.

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Learn to Accept Yourself First

It’s so true that we can’t give what we don’t have.  If you’ve always felt that your feelings weren’t accepted, you won’t be able to accept others’ feelings.  If your needs aren’t being met, you can’t meet others’ needs.

It’s an incredibly strange feeling to try to support someone emotionally and physically when you feel entirely drained and unsupported yourself.  It sucks at you…and it can tear you apart.

On the other hand, when you feel full and loved and that your needs are met, it’s easy to give to others, to want to give more, to go above and beyond to fulfill others’ needs.

The mother who is accepted and loved and is secure in herself and knows her needs will be met will be able to meet her children’s needs and provide them the same security.

This is not about “me time.”  This is not about selfishness.  This is not about a need to ‘escape’ the children.  This is about accepting who you are and where you are, as your situation currently is.  Maybe a little ‘me time’ is a part of the solution; maybe not.  It’s more complicated than that.

Mothers need to look back at how their parents responded to their emotional needs.  Did they tell her to stop crying when she was sad?  Did they laugh when she was frustrated?  Did they write off her feelings as “unimportant” because she was only a child?

Mothers also need to look at the interactions they have now.  How do their spouses treat them?  Their friends?  Are they accepting and understanding, or do they reject or judge her feelings?  Does her husband come home at the end of the day and criticize her because the house is a mess or because she’s upset and short with the kids?  Or does he tell her it’s okay that she had a bad day and help her put things back together?  (How he responds is going to be affected by his upbringing and whether or not his parents accepted his feelings.  His feelings are just as valid and in some cases men struggle even more because our culture doesn’t like to acknowledge that men have feelings.  He needs love and understanding too if he’s reacting with short words.)

Don’t feel guilty because you have feelings.  Don’t feel guilty for feeling angry, irritated, frustrated or other negative emotions towards your child.  Don’t feel guilty for wanting to share those feelings.  There are safe ways to share them (not screaming, smacking, or shaming).  It’s okay to acknowledge to yourself that your feelings weren’t really accepted as a child and that it is okay to accept them now.  It is okay to say “Mommy is feeling really frustrated that we’re not getting these toys cleaned up.  Can you come and help me, please?”  It is okay to say “I was really upset that you pushed your brother.  I love both of you and I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”  It is okay to share.

When Your Feelings Matter, Theirs Do Too

Kids have strong feelings just like we do.  Many adults have received the message their entire lives that they shouldn’t feel a certain way or shouldn’t react a certain way.  Adults have gotten messages like:

  • Don’t be angry, it’s not going to change anything.
  • Don’t be sad, it’s over already.
  • Don’t scream in excitement, it’s rude to those around you.
  • Don’t be frustrated; these things happen sometimes.
  • Stop crying; I can’t help you until you can tell me calmly what is going on.

The second parts are mostly supposed to make the person feel better, but the first part is telling the person it’s not okay to feel the way they do!  They’re also saying that their reaction is inappropriate (crying, screaming, laughing).  Their feelings and need to express them is thwarted.

Adults come to believe that these messages are “normal” and even “right.”  They pass them along to their children.  They say things like:

  • Don’t cry, crying is useless
  • If you want to cry, I’ll give you something to cry about
  • Don’t yell at me in anger, that’s disrespectful and I will punish you
  • Be quiet, the neighbors don’t need to know you’re excited
  • Calm down already!
  • It’s not worth being frustrated about

These are all dismissive statements that tell the child it’s wrong to have these feelings and to express them.  Which leads to adults who cannot accept and appropriately deal with their own feelings nor accept them from others.

When you, as a parent, feel that your feelings are valid (and they are!), then you can accept the feelings from your children too.  Instead of the above statements, you might say:

  • Let me hold you while you cry.  When you’re ready, you can talk about it.
  • Are you feeling tired or sad?  How can I help?
  • I’m very sorry that you’re angry.  Please don’t yell at me.
  • That’s great that you’re excited!  Let’s practice some “silent screams” and jump for joy!
  • What is upsetting or exciting you?  How can I help?
  • What happened and why does it frustrate you?  Can I help?

Here, the person’s feelings are being acknowledged and their expression is permitted.  Boundaries are still in place though, i.e. “Please don’t yell at me.”  Most will feel mollified by a simple and respectful request, whereas “I’ll punish you if you yell at me” only brings more anger and frustration.

When mothers know it is truly okay to feel, to admit their negative feelings and reactions in a safe space, to be who they are, there is so much relief for them.  Mothers need to share the ups and downs of motherhood and stop pretending they have it all together.  They need to say what they are thinking without fear of judgment or shame.  They need to be free to be themselves.  When they can say and do what they feel, they can let go of the negativity, feel validated, and move on.  They feel lighter and more positive just for knowing they’re not alone in feeling frustrated or angry sometimes.

And when mothers feel validated and understood, they can turn around and bring this to their children.  When a mother knows that she can vent her own feelings to her husband or a friend later, she finds it easier to accept her child’s feelings in the moment.  She’s more sympathetic, more understanding.  Her children become more sympathetic and understanding to each other, to her, and to those around them.  They find it easier to cope with the world at large because at least one space — home — is safe.

Let go of the Mommy Guilt, ladies.  It’s okay to feel angry and frustrated.  It’s okay to be upset.  It’s okay to want to hit something (and even to punch the wall or a pillow).  It’s okay to want to scream.  It’s okay to have complicated and messy feelings about motherhood and your children.  It’s okay to be human.

Find a safe space and share it.  Find a friend, your husband, your mother, or even a private journal if you have nothing else at this moment.  Write it or say it and don’t feel bad.  Don’t try to be PC, don’t try to justify or explain it.  Just allow yourself to feel it, and then, when you are ready, move past it.  It’s okay.

Do you ever feel Mommy Guilt because of your own complicated feelings?

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Guest Post: Christmas with an Instant Family

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This is a guest post from Jennifer Fountain of The Fountain Family.  She’s sharing with us about what it was like for them to have an “instant family” at Christmas last year — spontaneous triplets!

Christmas with Three New Babies

Christmas, fresh snow, hot cocoa…do these conjure warm, snuggly feelings? (Well, maybe not the last one if you’re on the GAPS diet!) What about traditions, caroling, and stockings? Yep – me, too! Ok, then how about screaming babies, reflux and poopy diapers? I’m gonna take a wild guess that these do not make you dream of a white Christmas. However, for my husband, David, and I this was our Christmas last year. On October 1, 2011, we gave birth to spontaneous, fraternal girl/boy/girl triplets! We brought them home from the hospital one month later on October 31. And then entered the holidays. With three babies. As first-time parents.

I’ll give you a moment to pause and recall what life was like with your firstborn. Are you picturing it? Good! But… if you’re remembering just the sweet snuggles, the giggles and the cooing, let me also remind you of the 3am hunger calls, the agonizing latch issues, the explosive diapers and the bewildering gas-y screams coming for your new little bundle. Remember all that? Ok, now add in two other newborns with their own personalities and differing needs doing all of the above! Looks like mayhem, right? Well, it pretty much was mayhem.

When we talked about having children, like most people, we anticipated we would have them one at a time. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined God would give us three babies at once!

Three babies meant lots of scary stuff. I was immediately considered high-risk and unable to continue with my midwife and dream of a home birth. It meant bed rest and hospital stays and complications…and all this was just to get to their birth day!

Three babies meant lots of expenses. When you have one baby at a time you can often re-use items from sibling to sibling. Not so when you need three car seats, three cribs, a triple stroller, three high chairs, and a van to cart them around in! Oh, and their stay in the NICU would have cost $1.5 million!!!

Three babies meant little sleep. One baby alone can send his new parents into a zombie-like state of existence. For a while, we often got less than four hours of sleep a night – that’s with both of us on duty! Someone was always awake!

Three babies meant lots of pumping. I was planning, preparing and expecting to breastfeed my babies. But one C-section and three babies later (who were too early to know how to suck-swallow-breathe) and I was left pumping around the clock – in the NICU room, a closet, at home, everywhere. It would be 3.5 months before I’d get them all to nurse! (Fourteen months later, all three toddlers are still nursing!)

Three babies meant a lot of diaper changes. (Still does!) On average, we changed 24 diapers a day. If you’ve bought diapers lately, that’s almost a pack a day.

Three babies meant a lot of work. A lot. We spent our first months home washing countless bottles, pumping, changing diapers, giving bottles, coaxing unforgettable burps, bouncing, walking, shhhhh-ing and passing out from exhaustion.

The Strength of the Lord

But all of the above goes by the wayside when you consider who it is all for, right? I mean, this was our new family – our babies! So, while three babies meant an intense amount of work and lack of sleep, they also meant a lot of joy.

They gave us the opportunity to depend not on our own strength but on the strength given by the Holy Spirit. There were many times – many, many wakeful nights – David and I cried out to God for help and wisdom.

They gave us the opportunity to practice patience with one another. Many times arguments ended in tears and hugs – we knew the other was speaking out of pure exhaustion.

They gave us the opportunity to share the Gospel like never before. Everyone stops us. Everyone. They all want to hear our story, tell us how sorry they are for us…and we get to tell them how God has blessed us!

They gave us the opportunity to walk by faith. We had to! We had no clue what we were doing and had few from whom we could draw advice. We had to trust that this newborn stage (and currently the toddler stage!) would not last forever. And that God would guide us.

They gave us the opportunity to trust God and His sovereignty. What does this all mean? Why us? How will we do this? We must trust in His plan, His timing, His provision and His care. Fully. Already we have seen His hand as His plan has unfolded!

They gave us the opportunity to plan new traditions. I loved the idea of creating my new little family’s traditions for Christmas-time…now I get to add in two others! All five of us picked out our first family Christmas tree when the babies were just 8 weeks old and barely 7 lbs. each. A couple weeks ago we picked out our second family Christmas tree.

They gave us the opportunity to learn selflessness. I spent nearly 12 years as a single woman prior to marrying David. We were married all of one year when I got pregnant. Fitting in three babies to our schedule, our dreams, our budget and our lives has required us to reevaluate and (most of the time) gladly toss things aside to welcome them.

They gave us the opportunity to buy cute clothes. And take lots of pictures! Lots of pictures.

Christmas with the Babies

This Christmas season, though, is somewhat different. I sit here writing while my babies are asleep, wondering which one will wake because of their molars – or will all three?! David and I are learning to communicate better during conversations about our budget – they’re not so…panicked. We’ve actually gone out on a few dates. I played with my children today, showing them the pretty Christmas tree in our living room. I’m planning Christmas morning and working on keeping my expectations low.

I anticipate we have some challenging years ahead with our “instant” family. It’s still time-consuming to pack three babies up and get out the door. Potty-training will be interesting. And those terrible 2’s and 3’s … x 3! But I’m confident. Not in myself or my abilities, but that He Who gave us these children will be our strength in those days, as well.

Wow, God has been good to us!

 

Jennifer is the founder of The Fountain Family blog and contributor to other blogs, as well. Married to David for nearly three years, she is also mommy to three little peas Makenna, Noah and Emma. She spends the majority of her time breastfeeding and loving them and working to take the family back to living more simply.

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