All-in-all Mr. Hawthorne could start a side business painting houses because he rocks at it. I am a horrible painter. He is good at picking out colors and excellent at putting paint on the walls. Did I mention he is my go-to guy when it comes to painting furniture different colors too. We've revamped several hand-me-down and thrifted pieces which I love. Nothing makes me 'happy dance' more than finding a really well made piece of furniture in an ugly color, bring it home and watching Mr. Hawthorne puts his painting talents to work.
May 31, 2010
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May 29, 2010
Enjoy and record every new milestone. Take lots of pictures and write where and when.
Hold your little one as much as you want and never worry about "spoiling" him! Talk to him every minute he is awake!
1.Take as many naps during the beginning - don't worry about showering!
2.Point the pee-pee down!
3.Ask about the mini-pill at the 6 week appointment.
4.Go out to eat often the 1st three months.
5.Order out often!
6.Make dad get up at night every other night!
Take time to let your son sleep in your arms so you can feel his warmth, take his baby expressions and hear his little baby sounds. Remember, it takes at least an hour to pack his diaper bag, extra clothes for both of you, and get him in his car seat! You'll be a wonderful mother.
Love your boy unconditionally and teach him to be accountable.
1.Always bring at least 2 extra sets of baby clothes in case of explosive diarrhea!
2.Pamper yourself when he is asleep, you rest, too
Have fun! Keep your sense of humor! Enjoy the moment!
Take all the advice you get with a grain of salt. There are few hard rules or constants when raising a child.
Enjoy the whole experience: the good times out weigh all the bad.
Your husband is lucky to have you. Remind him often!
May 28, 2010
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May 25, 2010
All melted...looking like chocolate soup.
Then I mix up my lye water solution. This is the dangerous part.
Once I mixed my chocolate soap together with the lye solution, I poured it into the mold, covered and let sit while I whipped up the cocoa butter soap. Here are my oils and cocoa butter waiting to be melted and mixed.
Then I put the cocoa butter soap into the mold on top of the chocolate soap. With a fork I gently mixed. I didn't want to mix the two soaps together completely, but I wanted them to hold hands a little bit. After all, they only just met.
I'm hoping this will make for a fun and beautiful pattern once I'm able to cut it. And get this!!! After 24 hours (or 2 to 3 days), I can cut the loaf, but it has to cure for a grand whopping total of six weeks. Total lesson in patience for me.
Wish me luck!
Side note: I am not a professional soap maker. I'm learning as I go. This is a brand new experience for me as I'm having fun learning. This chocolate soap is a trail run as I try to formulate a recipe or two that turns out gorgeous soap. The idea behind it is that once I get soap recipes that work using this chocolate by product, my friend and all around zen guru, will have a product for retail.
Remember if you want to send me any soap tips or simply just drop me a note, you can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
May 24, 2010
Next up, we need to get some paint on these walls.
May 18, 2010
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May 13, 2010
First up: breathing. I planned on running the half marathon as much as I could. That meant I would have to go out running and build myself up. I set my bar very low however. I thought if I could run at least five miles without stopping I would be very pleased with myself. Very pleased indeed. In order to run for that distance one needs the assistance of their lungs to be successful. Mine weren’t in the mood to cooperate in the slightest. I felt like I was trying to breathe through a straw. After visits with my regular medical doctor, earning herself a failing grade, I decided I would call in a specialist. I took some tests, got some meds and followed the plan. The test results showed that my lungs are small most likely caused by my weight. The pressure from the extra weight acts like compression on the lungs, therefore causing them to be smaller according to the pulmonary specialist. Small lungs…who knew. The medicines he prescribed are helping mucho grande however, losing extra poundage would be better. I get it Mr. Doctor. And, I know. This was why I was trying to start a running program for myself in the first place. Catch 22.
Second: fatty liver. Just typing those two little words about myself makes me shiver. It doesn’t sound very cute does it?
“Fatty liver ma’am?”
“Ahhh, no thanks.”
Spying my cute fatty liver in the first place was a not-so-happy accident. I’ve been having tummy troubles and since it’s impossible to have a 24 hour flu bug every other day, I suspected my gallbladder as the culprit. After another doctor visit plus an ultrasound, we discovered my gallbladder was doing just fine but my liver….it is fatty. What that even means I’m not sure except that losing weight would help tremendously. You don’t have to hit me over the head twice.
However, my weird flu bug ailments coupled with intense pain was not alleviated by the discovery of my fatty liver. All we did was rule out my very happy gallbladder as the instigator. Which leads us number three: IBS. Yes, that’s right…Irritable bowel syndrome. Has a lovely ring to it, doesn’t it?
I can’t believe I just wrote that about myself on the world wide web. But, since we are close buds ... two peas in a pod ... the Internet and me ... I can share right? What's a little IBS between friends anyway?! I sort of feel like I just revealed a dirty little secret while flashing on scenes from Along Came Polly.
“Oh don’t worry” my doctor told me, “It’s very common.”
Phew, that’s a relief! (Not!)
The good thing is I started with a medicine that is supposed to help relieve the symptoms. However, my RN friend warned me that IBS is a blanket diagnoses when doctors don’t know what the hell is wrong with you. And, then she told me to request a CT scan of my belly stat. I heed her warning, I do, but I’m going to try these meds for a bit first. I've had my fair share of doctor offices lately and I’m not in a rush to get into another one anytime soon.
So there you go. The three things I’ve recently discovered about myself are I have small lungs, a fatty liver and a cranky pooper. Aren’t I fun to be around!
May 11, 2010
Chocolate by-product from Belize.
Melt and mix.
Pour into very cool lip balm tray.
Let cool and harden.
Pull from tray and cap. Awesome!!
May 10, 2010
After going through and organizing (and throwing away) little misplaced treasures I put Miss Divine's little bits and doodads into a shoe organizer. It hangs on the back of her door, tucked away where no one can see it. It's easy for her to find her goodies and easy for her to clean up. She also has a smaller jewelry hanger in her closet for little things. I think I read about this trick in a magazine ages ago and finally put it into use. And, I must say, it's pretty handy. Barbies fit perfectly too so if you have a Barbie collector in your house, this would be a super way to store those special dolls.
May 8, 2010
See all those specs around Miss D and her friend? That's magic dust for awesome-ness!!