We have been in VA for just over a week and have gotten 98% of our stuff unpacked thanks to the tireless efforts of our friend Jen and her willingness to sweat through box after box when our ac wasn't working.
Today we decided to venture to the local farmers market. Apparently this is the place to be on Saturday mornings and, having formerly lived in an area with a thriving weekly farmers market, I was super excited!
Seeing as we are now early morning people thanks to the 2 midgets who run our household, we were up at 6am and out the door by 7:15am. We had some directional issues, but found the market without too many wrong turns. Seeing as it's only 3 miles from our house you'd think we could've found it quicker.
We saw tons of beautiful flowers and produce. It wasn't as inexpensive as what I was used to; however, the quality of products was apparent.
We bought peaches and nectarines from a couple who had been selling at the farmers market for 40 years. They had to be in their 80's and were so cute!
We also got veggies, fresh caught trout, and wild boar chops!
My favorite part was the hot, fresh, glazed donuts and coffee! Hubby loved the blueberry lemon bread he got.
Two hipsters were selling kombucha. As I see my healthy friends always posting on Facebook about how much they love kombucha I decided to try some. They were set up like a beer truck with different flavors of kombucha on tap. You could choose what you wanted by the glass or they'd bottle it right there for you. As I had never had any the nice young man started pouring different samples. I love iced tea so I thought I'd like it. I thought wrong. I first tried a mint flavor. I was NOT expecting it to taste so fizzy. And it did NOT taste like iced tea. I declined trying the straight up ginger flavor as I hate ginger. I next tried a combo of peach and crap with a little ginger. The words that came out of my mouth were, "I can taste the ginger. I don't like it." What I wanted to scream was, "I just threw up in my mouth. Get it out! Get it out!" He then asked me if I liked hops. I like beer so I said yes. Imagine the most disgusting beer in the world and that's pretty much what this tasted like. As I tried not to gag I guiltily ordered a bottle of the mint kombucha. Why does healthy stuff taste so so bad???
As we were leaving we saw another set of hipsters brewing coffee. Our friends Cody and Ryan are super into brewing expresso and they talk about it way too much. I asked these hipsters if I could take their picture and this is what I ended up with. I'm sure Cody and Ryan will appreciate this as their future. I did end up buying a $5 cup of coffee, but if I bring the coffee cup back next week they'll give me my $5 back! And the coffee wasn't half either!
Wife, mother, Rodan + Fields consultant, Adjunct Professor....love my family, friends, wine, and God.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Thrush
To add to my breastfeeding discomfort I have been diagnosed with thrush. Holy boobie pain! As if breastfeeding a newborn wasn't uncomfortable enough, try adding burning hot, fire needles in your nipples and breasts. And when I say burning hot the closest similarity I can think of is when you are taking something out of the oven and burn your arm and it hurts like a mo fo...now imagine that pain INSIDE your breasts.
If you think you have thrush (and you will suspect you do with the burning and the fact that your nipples look DISGUSTING and your child may have thrush in their mouth or bum) then call your ob immediately. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Call now. And call your pedi so your infant can get on meds, too. You both need to be treated to get over this and not keeping pass it back and forth.
Sigh.
FYI its taken me 45 minutes to write this email between giving the baby the pacifier 192 separate times...193...and getting the toddler food and turning on the ipad and changing diapers and...
Do you think I can tape the pacifier to the infant's face? No?
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Breastfeeding
I nursed my oldest daughter till she was 11 1/2 months old. I probably would've nursed her longer, but she weaned herself and didn't want any part of it. The last memory I have of nursing is an almost toddler who about could ask for a drink herself and latch herself on whether I was paying attention or not. Self sufficient is that one.
I'm now nursing our newborn. Our newborn who has jaws like a steel trap. Our newborn whose jaws couldn't be pried open by the jaws of life once she clamps on. I'm pretty sure she could catch a bear with her jaws.
I know there are a lot of moms who breastfeed their children. Some of them are more into it than others. Don't get me wrong. I love nursing...an older child. Nursing a newborn sucks ass.
I have a second appointment with the lactation consultant on Monday. I'm pretty sure my one nipple is infected as it's leaking clear fluid. I won't describe what it looks like in case you're eating.
When it's time to nurse my nipples actually cure up a little and shrivel back inside my body a la the Wicked Witch on the Wizard of Oz when she gets hit by the house. I swear my newborn has tiny shards of glass embedded in her gums. There are times when it literally feels like my nipples are on fire. Fire!
Someday though life will get better because she won't cluster feed from 7pm till 11pm and I can go back to drinking wine in the evening. Wine makes everything tolerable.
God has finally blessed me with a newborn that actually sleeps (ya know sleep when the baby sleeps and all that crap), He has also continues to bless me with a toddler who won't.
I have to go stink my head in the toilet to drownmyself out the sounds of my toddler crying "mommy" repeatedly from the bedroom of our 18 square foot hotel room because she doesn't want to take a nap for the 31st day in a row.
I'm now nursing our newborn. Our newborn who has jaws like a steel trap. Our newborn whose jaws couldn't be pried open by the jaws of life once she clamps on. I'm pretty sure she could catch a bear with her jaws.
I know there are a lot of moms who breastfeed their children. Some of them are more into it than others. Don't get me wrong. I love nursing...an older child. Nursing a newborn sucks ass.
I have a second appointment with the lactation consultant on Monday. I'm pretty sure my one nipple is infected as it's leaking clear fluid. I won't describe what it looks like in case you're eating.
When it's time to nurse my nipples actually cure up a little and shrivel back inside my body a la the Wicked Witch on the Wizard of Oz when she gets hit by the house. I swear my newborn has tiny shards of glass embedded in her gums. There are times when it literally feels like my nipples are on fire. Fire!
Someday though life will get better because she won't cluster feed from 7pm till 11pm and I can go back to drinking wine in the evening. Wine makes everything tolerable.
God has finally blessed me with a newborn that actually sleeps (ya know sleep when the baby sleeps and all that crap), He has also continues to bless me with a toddler who won't.
I have to go stink my head in the toilet to drown
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