We all know someone who has cancer, or who had it at one time. We all know how devastating it can be. According to www.breastcancerawareness.com, 1 out of every 8 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer. 85% of those diagnosed will have NO family history of cancer. Know your risk factors-hormone replacement therapy, lack of exercise, a high fat diet, smoking, and drinking alcohol all increase your risk you developing breast cancer, as well as having a mother or sister who has been diagnosed. Breastfeeding, especially for longer than a year, reduces the chances of being diagnosed with breast cancer.
On top of monthly self exams, the CDC recommends women age 50-74 get a mammogram every two years. A mammogram can sometimes detect cancer up to three years before a lump can be felt. During monthly exams, things to look for are any type of pain in the breast, a lump in the breast or underarm, dimpling of the breast skin, and any type of discharge from the nipple. The discovery of any of these warrants a call to your doctor. They key to survival is definitely early detection.
Support breast cancer awareness. It doesn’t have to be monetarily. Instead of Goodwill, you could donate unwanted items or your time to the American Cancer Society or you could walk in the Susan G Komen 3 day. Even in my small town, every year I hear of at least 3 different Relay For Life events. You could donate baked goods or items you’ve crafted to teams who offer auctions at Relay For Life. Every little bit helps.
My six year old is normally a fairly well behaved boy but he has started taking a big attitude with us lately. He has been talking back, flat out refusing to do what he is told, rolling his eyes, stomping his feet and other things. At first I tried to just ignore his behavior but it was not working, then I thought maybe he just needed some extra attention and again nothing changed. I tried scolding his actions and all that did was make him cry and his attitude got even worse throughout the day.
I have had enough, one morning he started in with the attitude right away and for no reason whatsoever. He had not even been awake for more then a couple minuets before he was being rude to everyone in the house and being flat out mean to his three younger sisters. I warned him to knock it off, I told him to change his attitude or he would end up in trouble. He kept up with this for several hours before I finally said enough is enough. I told him to go up to his bed and lay down. He was to lay down and take a nap and was not allowed to come down until I said it was okay. He had a epic melt down over this, stomped his feet all the way up the stairs, told me he did not have to listen to me and he was not going to lay down, that he would just stay awake and play, told me I was mean and made him do everything when I never had to do anything. I told him I was not going to talk to him until he could be calm and act like the big kid he was. Since he would not listen to me and lay down on his own, I put him in his bed, turned out his light and told him if he moved from his bed until I said it was okay that he would be grounded. Then I shut his door and left him in his bed. He started out screaming like someone was killing him, then moved on to yelling that I was being mean and when he finally realized that these things were not going to make me change my mind and I was serious about his nap, he calmed down.
I waited for him to be calm for about fifteen minuets straight and then I went it and asked him if he was ready to talk to me. He rolled over, huffed and would not talk to me, so I left the room. I checked on him a couple minuets later and he was asleep. About an hour later he sheepishly peeked his head out of his room and asked if he could come out. I had him sit down and we had a very long talk about
My six year old son has been struggling when it comes to learning to read. I have written about this struggle before and I thought it was getting better but it seemed like we keep having set backs and he just did not want to work with me on it. I think part of it was him being stubborn and I think the other part was him not remembering things he had learned before and being ashamed to admit it. He and I had come to a breaking point of sorts, I was at my wit’s end, had no idea what else to do, he was upset and unwillingly to try and both of us needed a break. So we took a break. We took almost a week off of reading lessons, we did extra math, played some reading games and took some time to go back and practice his basics.
Instead of letting myself get frustrated I would overly praise him when he did something without any help and when he would be struggling I would just keep cool, not let myself get worked up at all and we would just work though it. Even when he was getting frustrated and lashing out at me, I kept my cool and we worked through it together. I also tried making it as fun as I could, he played online reading games, I made a game out of letter sounds and just did whatever I could to keep things on a lighter level. After a few days he seemed more relaxed and excited to learn.
Posted 10-25-2012 at 11:09 AM by Krista
I never wanted girls. My mother and I did not have a good relationship at all when I was growing up, and even now, all these years later I have discovered it is more fragile and tentative than I’d believed. I’ve come to realize that it will never be a solid relationship, no matter how badly I want that. We hide behind surface things and we talk about cooking or parenting rather than our feelings.
My dad used to urge me to just stick it out until I was eighteen, but I left home a year earlier. My mom and I did not speak until well after my eighteenth birthday. I didn’t realize until after I left home that growing up she had not had a good relationship with her mother either growing up, and that my grandmother had not even lived with her mother due to relationship issues.
So, needless to say, I was scared to death of the idea of having a girl. When I got pregnant I tried to tell myself it was a boy, I tried to pretend, but I knew very early on I was carrying a girl. I just felt it in my bones. I won’t lie, it took me awhile to be excited—I just accepted it with resignation. The day of my ultrasound, when the technician asked me if I had any inkling as to what I was having, I responded by saying, “If you tell me I am having a boy I will be so shocked I will fall off this table.” Needless to say, she didn’t.
I LOVE having nice nails, but mine just do not grow nicely. They’re thin and they break and peel and just end up looking nasty.
Before I had kids, I often went and got acrylic nails put on. I used to have a lot more time and more money; not that I’d trade it for the world, but it’s a fact. I’ve had 2 manicures, but I think it’s a waste of money because polish just doesn’t stay on my nails longer than a few hours. I’ve tried a ton of brands, some very pricey and some cheap, and different top and base coats, and everything chips by the end of the day.
My friend bought the Gelish Mini system from Sally Beauty Supply, and we both tried it. It lasted great, but took about half an hour to do both hands with all the steps and curing under the UV light. Also, it was pricey. It was a little over $100 for the mini UV light, a color, and the other different necessary bottles. Not too badly priced when you consider getting shellac at a salon is usually $45 each time, but also not ideal either.
I was in Walmart the other day and saw that Nutra Nail has a new product called Gel Perfect.
Posted 10-24-2012 at 03:54 PM by Krista
Ever since we have begun trying to conceive number three, I have been thinking of what a new baby would mean for our family. We’re hoping for a little boy to even out the hormones in the house, and if that wish was granted we would be entering a whole new world of dinosaurs and trains and trucks and God knows what else.
Either way though, a new baby means that my youngest will be a big sister, and my oldest is old enough to actually help me, so I would have some assistance this time around with small things. I loved seeing Alison become a big sister when Khalen was born. Though there were many hectic moments that comes with having two babies, and lots of jealousy that is the trade mark of siblings, Alison loves Khalen like she loves no one else. She is caring and protective of her sister. I would love to see what kind of big sister Khalen would become.
And then of course there are the usual things: nursing, and doctor appointments –I wonder how I’ll handle getting three kids in and out of the car!—and most of all, sleepless nights for everyone.
I have baby fever and I have it bad. Several of my friends are either pregnant or just had brand new babies and it is not helping matters at all. I have written about the plan my husband and I have come up with in the past. If we have any more children, it will not be for another three years, at the time this did not sound so bad but man it seems like forever now.
I know the wait is the best thing for us, it gives us time to be in a better spot financially, get a new car and possibly sell our home. It also gives me time to get into better shape and find a new doctor. All those things aside, it is hard to be rational when all you want it to hold a brand new squishy baby in your arms. It is hard to get over that desire to breastfeed your newborn for the first time, to buy all the adorable little cloth diapers and woolie sets. I find myself being drawn to all the posts about coming home outfits and newborn diaper stashes. I honestly feel crazy sometimes. I mean I have four beautiful children who I love with all my heart and soul. My youngest is only fifteen months, she is still breastfeeding and still very much a baby but yet I still have this ache for another.
I think crockpots are wonderful. I don’t know what I’d do without mine! Several nights out of the week we have crockpot dinners.
Tonight we had our favorite crockpot meal-Salsa Chicken. I got the recipe off of DS, I think in the thrifty forum. We put boneless skinless chicken breasts in the crockpot, and put two cans of black bean and corn salsa in on top, and just leave it all day. The original recipe called for a can of drained black beans and a can of corn, but when I made it like that we thought there was too much corn and too many black beans for our tastes, so the salsa with it mixed in is the perfect blend of us. I serve it over brown rice, with sour cream and shredded cheddar cheese. Both of my kids love it, and so do DH and I, so we make it fairly often.
Last night I used the crockpot for roast, potatoes, carrots, and onions. Sometimes I put the frozen roast in and add a cream of anything soup, and a packet of dry onion soup mix. It makes a GREAT gravy, and I serve it with boiled egg noodles. Last night though, I put the roast in and cut up a large onion (DH loves onion!), several potatoes, and some carrots. I use salt and pepper and then add my secret ingredient-a cup of coffee! It makes the broth nice and rich, and adds great flavor to the roast.
My mom used to make so much fun of me for always buying and selling baby stuff. She used to say I was a “baby stuff collector.”
I think it all goes back to liking to be different. I like to check out all the new baby gadgets. I always love to get in a new baby toy, or accessory and see how it works and what I think of it. If it’s something I want to keep for my kids or the next baby, I do. Otherwise, I resell it or give it away.
We’ve been through a ton of strollers throughout our 6 years of being parents. We started with a Graco travel system in the Winnie the Pooh theme, and a matching umbrella stroller. Once K was born, a friend gave us the Joovy Sit and Stand, but it didn’t come with the infant seat attachment bar. It would’ve cost more to buy the bar and have it shipped to us, than to sell it and buy the Cosco version, so that’s what we did. Then we picked up a Graco double stroller on Craigslist, new in the box, for $50, and another one for $5 at a yard sale to use for the Medieval Faire so we didn’t ruin our good one. Somehow in there we ended up with a cheap single stroller as well. I recently sold the older double and cheap single and we still have the Graco double and the Cosco Sit and Stand.
I’m pretty sure between DS and DD we tried every pacifier available. We tried Nuk, Avent, Mam, Playtex, Soothie, and Gumdrop. DS was a Mam baby, and K liked the old style Nuks. We tried a lot of different brands of bottles as well, but both kids preferred the Playtex Nursers.
DH’s younger sister got married this past weekend. Since there are 9 years age difference, and she’s the baby, I was interested to see how she acted at rehearsal and the wedding.
For the most part, I think she actually was very nice about stuff. I was kind of surprised that she insisted that all the bridesmaids wear their hair down; no updos. She originally wanted the junior bridesmaid and flower girl to wear their hair in two french braids, but did eventually decide it was ok to do them differently.
Seeing the behaviors of different brides intrigues me, because I was very easy going about our wedding. I lost track of how many times I said, “I don’t care, do what you think looks best”. I wasn’t disappointed in anything that was done in regards to my response. I didn’t care what dresses the bridesmaids wore, as long as they were comfortable and the same color. My mom did my hair; she was a cosmetologist and so am I, so I told her to have at it and do what she thought would look best. I didn’t care what foods we had at the reception, or who made it. In the end, I was overjoyed with the way our wedding turned out. If I had it to do over again, the only thing I would change is DH’s best man, and only then because of personal issues.