Posted 11-30-2012 at 11:15 AM by Krista
I don’t like going to the doctor. Most Americans don’t, I think. My girls have a pediatrician, of course, and I never miss an appointment. I have my OBGYN, and as long as I am pregnant, I make those appointments as well. When it comes to my own health, however, I admit to being less responsible.
My husband is creeping up on the big 3-0, and as such, he is starting to feel the need to see a doctor on a regular basis. I think that’s a good idea, and I applaud his initiative…so long as he doesn’t drag me into it! I have PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome) and as such I struggle to lose weight. I have written before about losing weight, but in recent months have felt too busy to worry about it. My husband has been pushing us to get active again and on a good diet, but… (insert your excuse here).
He decided to do something we haven’t done in years: he got a family doctor and went for a physical. Neither of us has had a physical in at least five years. You know the main thing I dislike about doctors? They tell you things you don’t want to hear. My husband, as it turns out, has slightly elevated cholesterol. He’s not even thirty, but he needs to go on a low-fat diet to get it under control. And I can’t very well put him on a diet and not go on it myself. No butter, no cream, no ice cream. Is the man trying to kill me?
I really wish that people would not bring sick kids to public functions. We have a rule in this house, if anyone is sick, we do not go. The last thing I want to do is spread the sickness to another baby in the nursery or to anyone at our home school group. I wish that everyone else would feel the same way though.
I can not even count the number of times that there has been a sick child at an event we have been at and when I say sick, I am not talking the sniffles, I am talking about when a child is really sick. Not that long ago I was out with my kids at an event and there was a little girl there that had a stomach bug, her parents brought her anyway because it had been a few hours since she was sick last and they thought she would be okay to be around others now. Needless to say I was not very happy. I try really hard to avoid all the viruses that are going around right now but it is hard to avoid a stomach bug if there is a child there with it. There is no way to keep my child away from the other kids completely when they are all touching toys and in an enclosed area. It is getting to the point where I am going to start leaving if there is a sick kid where ever we are.
The sexless marriage. I don’t know how many times a week or month I hear either a coworker or friend mention their frustration at this. We’ve all seen the memes, heard the jokes on TV, and maybe even experienced it ourselves. We all know that sex is important in a marriage, and that it can even improve our overall health. It’s time to pull back the curtain (or blanket?) though, and examine the topic. After all, we all want strong marriages, and unfortunately, the topic of sex is often at the top of the “marriage stress” list. The first step to fixing this problem (other than the AA adage of admitting this is you!) is to figure out why it’s happening in the first place. This is not a topic to be afraid or ashamed of! It’s common, and there are reasons behind why it happens and thus also ways to help heal and spruce up your marriage bed. So step #1, consider the “why”:
Reasons why the Boom-Boom might not be so rockin’:
1) Emotional resistance. Generally, this is #1. If your spouse isn’t your best friend and you are emotionally disconnected from each other, it is really difficult to be willing and desiring of the intimacy that sex brings.
2) Hormones. While there are many misconceptions that this is just a woman’s issue, I know plenty of girls who have the reverse problem: they want sex and their husbands don’t!
Posted 11-28-2012 at 11:35 AM by Krista
My mother in law recently informed me that the new “middle age” is considered to be sixty five. If you did a double-take reading those words or find yourself feeling skeptical, trust me, you’re not alone. I experienced both of those reactions and even laughed a little, too. Needless to say, she did not find my doubtful attitude amusing.
Hey, I get it. She is a year away from the big 6-0, and as such, feels the need to reassure herself that she still isn’t “old.” I like to live by the philosophy that as long as you don’t feel old, you’re not. People no longer really “act their age” in the sense that my in-laws are very active, both still working, going to football games, vacations, chasing after grandkids, you name it. I do think that people are doing more in their fifties and sixties than the previous generations, and that has to count for something.
Still, I am a curious person, and whenever someone says something that I find doubtful, I turn to the ever-faithful internet. And by internet, I mean Google. I of course had told my mother-in-law that I didn’t think there was any way that sixty five could be considered the new middle age, because if you take the meaning of the word literally then middle age is halving life expectancy. In that case, middle age would be somewhere around forty to forty five. She stood her ground, but to satisfy my own curiosity I did Google it when I got home.
I do not like Black Friday. I think it brings out the worst in people and there is never a sale good enough to warrant that type of behavior. It always astonishes me the way people act over a deal. Every year you hear more and more news stories about people being injured and even killed over stuff. It is slightly ironic that that day after we have dinner and think of all the things in our life we are thankful for that some people will go out and act the way they do. Most of the time people are buying this stuff for Christmas gifts as well and the spirit of Christmas is as far away from the attitude of Black Friday as you could possibly get.
I have gone in the past, I never took part in any madness, just bought a few things and left. I did not like the crowds, I did not like seeing other people fight over stuff and over all I did not see the draw to the madness. Last year I went to Walmart later in the day, when most of the people were gone and still managed to get the things I was looking for (cheap pajamas and a few other small things). I may still do that this year but I am most likely just skipping it all together. I know I will still be able to find good deals on other days.
Posted 11-28-2012 at 11:00 AM by HollyRay
Today I watched “Breaking Amish” and it got me thinking, when is it okay to “shun” someone simply for not believing as you believe?
I’m not talking about the Amish, because in reality the show was just a spark to my thought process. I’m talking about society as a whole, all our little religious, economic, and societal groups. I remember packing to move out for college, “abandoning” everything I had ever been taught, and going out to “be of the world.” It was hard, my family still talked to me but would often remind me of the poor decisions I had made, decisions MOST people make (like moving out and going to college). When my husband married me, his family didn’t stop talking to him, but took every opportunity to let him know that he made bad decisions and how him being gone was causing his family to suffer, again a seemingly “normal” decision (getting married, moving and getting a job) causing some “shunning.” People of wealth leaving the family business getting cut out of wills, people of low economic station marrying above their class level must be gold diggers, people who choose to walk a different spiritual path, I think you understand what I am getting at. When you are raised in one path, if you jump ship and move to a different path you are suddenly “shunned” as if by not doing exactly as you were raised makes you tainted.
This is the legacy that has been passed down through generations, and it’s the legacy we are leaving for our children. It’s like we are saying, “If you break away from this you are doomed, I know what it best” Eeek! I don’t know about you, but I really hope that I don’t do that to my children, partly because that is a LOT of responsibility on me. If I claim to know what is best what happens when my best isn’t their best? What happens when, for my own happiness, my kids sink into unhappiness? What if they don’t do something they are truly called to do? Would I have robbed the world of a great benefit? Sure I don’t have much to offer the world, but that doesn’t mean my children don’t have the ability or chance to be great, world changing individuals.
One day over the summer a little black and white cat showed up at our house. We already had a cat and were not looking for another but there was just something about this sweet little kitty that really drew her to us. We started putting food and water outside for her. She did not have any claws and she was fixed so I thought maybe someone was missing a kitty. I made some calls to see if someone was missing a cat and checked all the local places that people put up ads, no one seemed to be missing her. I even called the local shelter and they said no one had called looking for a cat matching her description. They took my information down but they also told me not to expect a call, they have had a lot of issues lately with people abandoning their cats. Over time she became one of the family, we made a spot for her in the shed so she had a dry place to sleep at night.
After a few months we tried letting her come in the house but she seemed uncomfortable being inside for long periods of a time. She would come in for a little while but eventually would be meowing at the back door, waiting to be let out again. We continued letting her in for awhile and back out when she wanted. One day she just decided she did not want to go out anymore. She has been inside ever since and we love having her.
Posted 11-27-2012 at 09:13 AM by Krista
I have not lived with my parents for almost a decade now, but my sister who is newly married has moved out for the first time—even if most of her stuff remains! My mother grew up as the oldest of three and my dad was the oldest of five. In my dad’s family, there was never enough money to go around and they learned to do without. For this reason, my father is a faithful penny pincher, and never wanted more than one child.
My mother, on the other hand, wanted five. I always say they “settled” for two, but in truth my mother’s issues with infertility prior to my conception led them to believe they didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant again. I know how they felt; the exact same belief led to the conception of my second daughter as well.
My mom has told me several times throughout the years that she wished she had had the big family she dreamt of. My father never has regretted having two children, and I am sure some times regretted having had two when finances got tough. Imagine my surprise when my mother called me recently and said that my father had told her he wished they’d had more children! I was in shock. Had I heard her right? My dad said that?
Posted 11-26-2012 at 11:15 AM by Krista
I recently wrote an article about SAD, or Seasonal Affective Disorder. This disorder usually occurs with the changing of the seasons, from summer to winter. While there are still some questions about why certain people are affected while others are not, it is generally believed that the source of this illness is the lack of sunlight obtained in the fall and winter months, and the body switching to a hibernation mode. I can second that! I only seem to want to sleep lately!
As the mother of two children that isn’t an option, however, and so I have to find something—anything!—to make this lethargy go away. Now, I should go on record as saying that this is considered a true illness. The articles I read advised you to seek medical assistance rather than true to “get through” the illness. For the moment, though, I am trying my hand at natural remedies and thought I would share them with you in case you are suffering from SAD as well.
- Get more sunlight. Open the curtains and let the sunlight in! The warmth of the sun, or even just seeing the pretty day outside can be a big mood booster.
- Exercise. Is it just me, or does this seem to be a recommended cure for any ailment? That’s because exercise gets your blood pumping, and helps with hormones which can push off SAD.
My sixteen month old daughter is a biter. She is still nursing and she bites me almost every time she nurses. She also bites me on the shoulder and arm often. I am not the only one she bites, she bites her dad a lot and she has bit her grandparents. We are not sure why she bites so much, some of the time I know she does it out of frustration and other times she will be sitting with you happily and then she will just turn around and bite you. She has left bruises on me and even broke the skin. This is not just from teething either because she does it all the time, not just when cutting a tooth.
I have been trying everything I can think of to get her to stop. I have firmly said no bite and then put her on the ground, I have yelped really loud and then put her down, I have covered her mouth with two fingers and firmly said no biting, I have offered her things to bite instead and nothing seems to work. I am at my wits end.
Recently she started biting her siblings whenever she was upset with them. Mostly she does this to her three year old sister when they fight over toys. I know part of it is because Kairi has a tendency to be a little mean to Amelia and this is her way of fighting back. I still want to get her to stop. I do not want this behavior to carry over when she is playing with other kids or when she is at the church nursery.