Last night I went out to dinner with some of the girls from my book club.  It was Ladies’ Night and I showed up with my baby boy, haha.  Oh well.  Thankfully they all understand since they pretty much all have kids and about half of them have kids Hezzy’s age.

We had dinner and drinks, talked about our lives, the book.  I’m woefully behind.  Chapter 1 actually.  Sad, huh?  I think I can still catch up though.  It’s Adam Bede by George Eliot.  So far, the first nine pages are good!  Hehe.  I guess I’ll have to do a whole lot of reading these next couple weeks.

Hezzy and me.

Isn’t it fun when you can learn more about your friends through memes?  In this one, we get to answer five questions and then ask five to someone else (should they wish to play.)  Here are my questions from Tammy:

1. How do you feel about cloth diapers? Love them? Don’t really like them? Or on the fence? :)

I think I romanticized cloth diapers before I had my son.  I thought of all the wonderful benefits that they provided and one of the best perks, in my opinion, was that I really liked going against the flow and doing something society still thinks of as kind of a burden.  Truth is, cloth diapering can be kind of a chore.  You have to remember to wash them and to have enough covers too, for blow-outs.  Someone once told me I could get by with 2 or 3 covers.  Really?  Because I need at least five.

But you know what?  I loooooooooove that I cloth diaper my son.  I love putting in a load of diapers, and folding them to be used again.  I love changing him in public places and having people look at me with curiosity and me giving them a look of “yep, it’s that easy! You can do it, too!”  Some have actually commented that it looks easier than they thought it would be.  I love it when others comment on his big-looking bum and say, “is he in cloth?” and we sort of have this unspoken connection.  I love knowing how they’ve been washed and what’s against my son’s skin.  I love that he doesn’t get diaper rashes.  There’s just so much to love about cloth, and a lot of what I thought before hasn’t disappointed me now that I am actually doing it.  Yeah, sometimes it’s a chore, but anything can be a chore with the wrong attitude.  Going out to buy diapers all the time can be a chore.  Emptying a disposable diaper pail can be a chore, too.

So, I guess the *short answer* is that I love cloth diapering.  Haha.

2. What is your favorite color?

This seems to change every few years.  Right now, my favorite is burgundy.  :)

3. Tell me about your faith journey/religious background!

Hm.  Well, I grew up in a Baptist home, as a pastor’s kid.  We went to church every Sunday and I really enjoyed practicing my faith with my family.  I was sort of “born into” my faith, but I made a confession of faith when I was 5 and was baptized at 8 or 9.  Is it awful that I don’t remember?  For a few years during my late high school- college years I was in partial rebellion to the Word, though I wouldn’t admit it, really.  After I got married, the L-rd started to bring me back and He began to show me things in His Word which I hadn’t understood before.  I still consider myself a Christian, in the sense that I believe that Jesus is the Christ/Messiah, but there are a lot of things that have changed in my views.  I believe in keeping the Torah out of obedience to the L-rd, which includes keeping a 7th day Sabbath and eating biblically-approved foods (Kosher).  For these and other reasons my husband thinks I’m now Jewish, but I’m not.  I mean, maybe (my dad’s ancestor might have been a Jew), but since I don’t know for sure I don’t wish to call myself Jewish.  I just follow the scriptures as best as I can, which Jews happen to have been doing for a long time.  And they have some good ideas in how to walk in obedience with Scripture, and so I’ve been adding those to how I choose to follow Scripture, as well.  But that doesn’t make me Jewish.  It would be a great privilege to be a member of the Chosen People, but I’ve been chosen through faith in Messiah and that’s an even greater privilege!

4. Have you been drinking any especially good teas lately? :)

No, not really.  I like drinking lemon grass tea, which my mom sends to me from her garden, and some good sleepy-time teas, but mostly I’ve been experimenting with powdered mocha drinks (partially taken from a recipe from your website and someone else’s).  I’m sure I’ll be back to drinking new teas soon though.  ;)

5. On a normal day, how do you wear your hair?

Ugh, I’m almost embarrassed to say I’ve been wearing it up in either a pony tail or a bun-like thing at the back of my head almost exclusively since my son was born.  I’ve even been recently tempted to chop it off so I have one less thing to do after I wash it, which isn’t very often anyway.  I will admit I’m pretty amazed by women who have tiny babies and still have great hair and makeup.  I admire their dedication to looking good in the morning, but I don’t have it.  My hair goes up, sometimes with a head-covering (which I admit I’d like to do more often but sometimes forget) and I pretty much ignore my face unless I’m going somewhere for a special event, for which I’ll add mascara and eyeliner.  Thankfully, my husband couldn’t care less about my hair or face.  He thinks I look good no matter what.  Makes things so much easier.  :)

If you want to play along:

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2 – I will respond; I’ll ask you five questions.
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4 – You’ll include this explanation.
5 – You’ll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed.

From left to right: newborn prefold, what he was wearing not too long ago, what he’s wearing now

Where is the time going?  My baby is growing up so fast.  A friend came over this afternoon to show off his baby girl.  She’s 5 weeks old.  Holding her made me realize just how much my own baby has grown.  She barely weighed anything!  Of course, Hezzy has always been pretty hefty, but it was startling to see so clearly the difference between the two.

Did you know Hezzy can stand up?  Yep, he can hold his own weight for pretty good periods of time and will stand on his own as long as he is clinging to someone’s hands or the sides of his playpen.  He pretends to walk, too.  He puts one foot in front of the other while I hold his hands.  He’s just growing up too fast.

Oh, uh, want to see what I’ve been doing every morning, lately?

Combing out some of these!

Hezzy, 5 days old

DISCLAIMER: These are the events as I remember them, which may or may not be the way things actually went.  I have a terrible memory, you see, and it’s been nearly 5 months since this happened.  Oh also, I was drugged up most of the time. That said, I’m sure this is pretty close to the actual events.  Ok.

To be able to accurately tell the story of Hezzy’s birthday, one must start way before the day he was born.  We must go back to when I was 19 weeks pregnant.  After my check-up with the midwife I knew that I had gestational diabetes.  I put a plan in place to eat right (including my Reliv shakes) which worked well in controlling the disease until the latter part of my pregnancy.

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One little dude I know is all ready for Shabbat!

As for the rest of the house, well, we’re still working on that.  May you all have a restful Sabbath!

My son has…

big feet.

(The last photo’s angle makes his feet look freakishly long, but I assure you, while big, his feet are not freakish.)

In browsing craigslist for jobs (for unemployment) I came across this ad:

Looking for the right people (2) with sales/phone/computer and people skills to provide customer service and telemarketing, accepting payments and going over billing info. Trial period of 30 days and go from there. Must be professional and cherful on the phones and in pearson. Please send resume and a short (why this might be for me). 35 hours a week and possibly going to 40 hours a week.
Thank you.

Compensation: 9.00 an hour and up D. E. O.

Wow. Right away this starts off on the wrong foot because of that terrible run-on sentence.  Then there’s the lack of proper and incorrect use of grammar throughout the ad, not to mention the misspelled words and incomplete sentences.  The ad seeks a professional person, yet this ad is anything but!

My husband suggests I should send a reply with a cover letter written in their language.  How about, “I am a cherful pearson with “lots” of expereince being “professional”.  I have experience working in (office environment) and (around customers).  Please trial me for 30 day.  You wont be sorry.”

Sheesh.

It’s the week of the Feast of Unleavened Bread and we are having a great time eating matzot.  We love the stuff.  This year I got some new cookbooks, and one that features matzah bread, perfect for Passover & Feast of Unleavened Bread cooking.  One of our favorite recipes so far, however, has been one for Matzah Bark, that I found online.  I’ll share this one, just because it’s really very good and you just gotta try it.  Really.

Chocolate Matzah Bark
From the kitchen of: Rhona Backler

½ lb butter
½ cup sugar
2 cups (12 oz.) semi-sweet chocolate chips
matzah ( ½  lb – ¾ lb)
slivered almonds (optional)

Preheat oven to 350 F.
In a saucepan, melt butter and sugar together, bring to a boil.
Line an edged cookie sheet with parchment paper. Place matzah sheets on pan in a single layer.

1. Drizzle butter and sugar mixture over matzah.*
2. Bake 10 minutes
3. Turn oven off
4. sprinkle chocolate chips evenly over crackers
5. return to oven to melt – 2 minutes
6. remove from oven and spread chocolate (I use the back of a spoon)
7. sprinkle with almonds.**
8. Cool – place in freezer
9. Break into bite-sized pieces and store in an airtight container.

Notes:
*I brushed it on in a thick layer instead of drizzling it.
** I used chopped walnuts and chopped slivered almonds to coat the matzot.  Both are great.  Try also just letting the butter/sugar mixture dry or topping only that with the nuts.  Yumm!

Dear son,

3 a.m. is not playtime.  It wasn’t yesterday and it wasn’t today.   All you may expect at that time is a half-open eye, milk, your favorite pacifier, or a quiet walk across a dark house.  No matter how flirty your smiles, how loud or sweet your coos, or how plentiful and varied your other powers of persuasion may be, I shall never be fully awake at that time – and neither should you.

Ever your loving,

Mama

PS:  Enclosed please find a sample of what you used to do at 3 a.m.  Let’s go back to that, shall we?

I have to be realistic with myself.  This year my house will not be spic and span clean.  I wish I could say it would be, but if I’m honest with myself, it’ll be hard enough just to be rid of chametz (grains, leavening and anything already leavened) in the house.

whole wheat breads with different grains/seeds on top

So, first things first, right?  I have to use up my flours (lots of it, for some reason!), baking soda, baking powder, yeast and anything in the pantry that might be leavened.  That’s a lot of work right there!  Do you know how often I check my pantry?  Not as often as I ought to, I suppose.  Sometimes I find things I bought last year, or canned a really long time ago.  Like apple butter.  There’s still a few jars of that around.  I’m not even sure those are safe anymore.  Thankfully, there’s also things that come in handy, like passover things I didn’t use last year.  Noodles and some matzah meal and stuff like that.  So I’ll have to go in-depth in my pantry and clean it out.  I can take that time to wipe down the shelves, too.

If I can do all that and keep up with the regular house cleaning and chores before passover, I’ll give myself a passing grade.  Things I hope I will accomplish before passover: cleaning the windows from the outside, cleaning the light fixtures and ceiling fans and the top of the door frames in the house.  I know this doesn’t seem like a very extensive list, but I just don’t know how I could add cleaning closets and shoe soles and every drawer to my already seemingly overwhelming list of to-dos.  I just don’t think I can handle it all.  I wonder how orthodox wives and new mommies and mommies with lots of kiddos do it.  With help, surely.

So now, I’m off to do some serious baking.

whole wheat pitas

Anyone need some bread?

It’s unseasonably early for spring to have arrived in my neighborhood, but I’m not complaining.  It sure is nice to see the daffodils shining in the sunlight and the little purple crocus peeking out from the green grass.  Spring is so nice, isn’t it?  All the pink trees are in bloom, too!   l love it.

This means the Hez and I have been able to take walks around our neighborhood a few times a week, which not only is great exercise but lifts the spirits.

One of our neighbors has this little hut near the edge of their property.

My sister was here at the end of February, visiting us and meeting her nephew.  We were able to go out around the neighborhood a few times and even went to the nearby park on a particularly nice day.

Even on a warm, sunny, winter day my southern california sister is cold.

I hope this weather keeps up around here, since I’m very fond of walking our neighborhood now.  Yesterday, the hubby, the Hez and I went on a walk around the neighborhood and we stopped to talk with at least three of our neighbors/friends, not counting the one we spoke to right before the walk.  It was such a nice day that everyone was out!

Knowing Oregon weather, though, it’s likely that the sun will hide for another couple months before it’s really spring.  There’s always a warm period around this time of year, but since the pretty flowers are out, I’m hoping Spring will stick around.

In the meantime, I’ll be walking with my baby while the sun’s out!  See you around the neighborhood!

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