Friday, July 12, 2013
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Pain
I have been thinking since reading part of the hypno-birthing book about pain management. If it works for childbirth, then can those concepts be used in other parts of our life.
So my 2nd boy had his 5 year-old well child check today. His older brother has not talked well about 5 year-old shots. We had a family med doctor back then and I can remember him screaming. And screaming and screaming. He didn't stop screaming and crying through putting his pants back on, going to the car (I had to carry him) and all the way home. He complained about them for weeks. To the point where I almost rethought my decision vaccinate. So anyway, I prepped Eli, that the shots would probably hurt some, but he should just take deep breaths and concentrate on blowing them out. He did that, and when the 3rd shot came around I thought he was going to cry, but I reminded him of the deep breath and he made it through! He is so proud of himself for being brave! And I was happy to leave with a happy kid, and he was excited because the nurse said he could have 3 stickers (one for each shot!).
So I really do believe that if you don't have a screaming high pitch reaction to pain, you can make it through much better!
So my 2nd boy had his 5 year-old well child check today. His older brother has not talked well about 5 year-old shots. We had a family med doctor back then and I can remember him screaming. And screaming and screaming. He didn't stop screaming and crying through putting his pants back on, going to the car (I had to carry him) and all the way home. He complained about them for weeks. To the point where I almost rethought my decision vaccinate. So anyway, I prepped Eli, that the shots would probably hurt some, but he should just take deep breaths and concentrate on blowing them out. He did that, and when the 3rd shot came around I thought he was going to cry, but I reminded him of the deep breath and he made it through! He is so proud of himself for being brave! And I was happy to leave with a happy kid, and he was excited because the nurse said he could have 3 stickers (one for each shot!).
So I really do believe that if you don't have a screaming high pitch reaction to pain, you can make it through much better!
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Delicious Day
Today turned out to be an awesome day. I was suppose to have a Pampered Chef show, but the host had to move her show, so my day was spent at home.
I started the morning cooking breakfast with the family as we do nearly any morning we are all home together. Gregg used to cook most of our breakfasts since he is the ultimate scrambled egg maker, but I have learned from him and my dad throughout the years. I love to cook and I know my hubby would love to enjoy a cup of coffee, so lately I've been taking over.
At least one of the three older kids helps out with the mixing. About 6 months ago I ran across a pancake recipe using plain yogurt. I have been playing with the recipe ever since. With Eli's corn intolerance, it is just easier to make things from scratch. The boys love to help mix, but the last few weeks it has been Alivia that loves to cook with Mommy. So she helped with the mixing as I put the bacon on a stone in the oven and started to heat the pans. Yes, Alivia is just over 2, and sometimes she gets some of the ingredients out of the bowl, but it is a joy to watch her learn how to be gentle and careful!
After breakfast we cleaned up and I decided to start boiling the turkey legs I had thrown in the freezer from Christmas to make stock. Gregg requested booyah, which is a Belgian type of chicken soup that his Mom's family makes. So I set out to try to match his Grandma's soup. The stock boiled for several hours as it filled the house with the homey smell of chicken soup.
Meanwhile Eli and I went through is dresser drawers. He is going to be five in February and is finally getting too tall for most of his 3T clothes. Mind you the 4T ones pretty much fall off, but if I sinch the waist enough, at least he doesn't look like he is wearing floods!
Alivia and I were back in the kitchen later making Gregg's Mom's recipe for cutout cookies. Livi loves playing with dough. I am having the hardest time trying to teach her the difference between raw and cooked. She tried to eat the dough countless times, and later, she went in the fridge and tried to take a bite out of a raw egg! Silly girl!
A few more snacks to add and then we had friends over for the Packer/Viking playoff game. And as I am putting the finishing touches on the spread, the ultimate reward came. My hubby saying thank you and telling me how great of a job I did putting the 'party' together. Makes it all worth it.
Oh yeah, he was still complimenting my soup when we were cleaning up after everyone went home. Now if only I can remember what I did and recreate the soup again!
I started the morning cooking breakfast with the family as we do nearly any morning we are all home together. Gregg used to cook most of our breakfasts since he is the ultimate scrambled egg maker, but I have learned from him and my dad throughout the years. I love to cook and I know my hubby would love to enjoy a cup of coffee, so lately I've been taking over.
At least one of the three older kids helps out with the mixing. About 6 months ago I ran across a pancake recipe using plain yogurt. I have been playing with the recipe ever since. With Eli's corn intolerance, it is just easier to make things from scratch. The boys love to help mix, but the last few weeks it has been Alivia that loves to cook with Mommy. So she helped with the mixing as I put the bacon on a stone in the oven and started to heat the pans. Yes, Alivia is just over 2, and sometimes she gets some of the ingredients out of the bowl, but it is a joy to watch her learn how to be gentle and careful!
After breakfast we cleaned up and I decided to start boiling the turkey legs I had thrown in the freezer from Christmas to make stock. Gregg requested booyah, which is a Belgian type of chicken soup that his Mom's family makes. So I set out to try to match his Grandma's soup. The stock boiled for several hours as it filled the house with the homey smell of chicken soup.
Meanwhile Eli and I went through is dresser drawers. He is going to be five in February and is finally getting too tall for most of his 3T clothes. Mind you the 4T ones pretty much fall off, but if I sinch the waist enough, at least he doesn't look like he is wearing floods!
Alivia and I were back in the kitchen later making Gregg's Mom's recipe for cutout cookies. Livi loves playing with dough. I am having the hardest time trying to teach her the difference between raw and cooked. She tried to eat the dough countless times, and later, she went in the fridge and tried to take a bite out of a raw egg! Silly girl!
A few more snacks to add and then we had friends over for the Packer/Viking playoff game. And as I am putting the finishing touches on the spread, the ultimate reward came. My hubby saying thank you and telling me how great of a job I did putting the 'party' together. Makes it all worth it.
Oh yeah, he was still complimenting my soup when we were cleaning up after everyone went home. Now if only I can remember what I did and recreate the soup again!
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