What we’ve been eating lately

We have too much stuff in the freezer.  Most of it is milk for Ike because we leave for the mountains next week.  But there is also a lot of random foods.  I read online all the time about these insanely organized mommas who cook and freeze meals in huge batches and then pull out meals and serve their families with the snap of a finger (or the push of a button on a slow cooker).  We have a lot of food in the freezer, but zero meals.  There’s random slices of awesome bacon from Indiana, a container of amaze-balls shrimp and corn soup from New Orleans, some frozen chicken, three to four different kinds of fish (but only one filet each), lots of frozen corn and peas, some baby food, a package of Trader Joe’s naan, two open bags of tater tots (who even eats tater tots in my house?), and several unmarked bags of beans…Cooked? Uncooked? Red? Chili? Baked? I have no idea…

I had this great post planned to show how I was going to figure out meals based on what we have on hand in the freezer.  To free up some space in there, and to save some money on groceries this week, and just be general awesome and resourceful.  Yeah.  So this is how the week actually ended up.

Monday. We went out to eat to watch the Mexico soccer game.

Tuesday. We went to the food truck park in Smyrna.  Worth it for this pic alone!

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Wednesday. I did make chicken alfredo using veggies from the freezer and chicken from the freezer.  I forgot to take a photo of it though.

Thursday. Defrosted some fish, got tired, made sick husband soup and ate a grilled cheese with a glass of wine (the wine I was supposed to take to a Bachelorette party).

Friday. Bachelorette party finger food-y dinner.  Fam is on their own.  They can eat those tater tots in the freezer, that would help the cause I think.

So ANYWAY, in lieu of posting awesome pictures of creative meals made from things I found in my freezer, here are pictures of what I had planned to make but never got around to it.  (The pictures are most definitely more impressive than what I would have produced anyways).

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Chimichurri Grilled Steak Salad from EatingWell.com

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Southwestern Black Bean, Quinoa and Mango Medley from Skinnytaste.com

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Orzo Power Salad with Salmon, Walnuts, and Greens from ericasrecipes.com

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Mediterranean Chicken Kebab Salad from Skinnytaste.com

 

Right, there’s always next week I guess.  Off I go to buy more wine for the party!

Weekend Update

Dad is home!  Grandma came to visit!  The truck got fixed, we got a new camera, Ike went swimming, USA ALMOST beat Portugal!  We had a busy weekend.  We usually have busy weekends though.  Not with anything in particular, we just seem to fill up our free time very quickly.

Friday Isaac got home in morning.  Then we took Ike to his 6 month doctor’s appointment in the afternoon, btw he’s seven months old as of yesterday!  He was weighed and poked and prodded and given THREE shots which put him in a horrible mood for most of the weekend.

Ike at 6 (almost 7) months according to A Kid’s World Pediatrics.

Height 28 inches (90th percentile)

Weight 18 lbs 13 oz (75th percentile)

Head Circumference 17 and a half inches (75th percentile)

I have a big kid ya’ll!

Anyway, the doctor’s was traumatic, and it took all afternoon.  We went and got some groceries and headed home.  Isaac took care of dinner, grilling burgers for the rest of us while Ike squawked indignantly to whoever would listen.

Saturday I had an appointment to get the truck serviced, it took a little longer than I expected, but they washed it and got out the mysterious sticky substance in the back seat so it’s cool.  Isaac and I and Ike went to Atlantic Station to watch some World Cup action.  Ike does not really care for soccer watching.  He loves to watch TV, but it scares the dickens out of him when people react to goals.  Even just his Dad, I’m talking screaming in terror with real tears and shaking and everything.   Obviously I didn’t know this until after we were out at Meehan’s with a large group of rowdy Argentina fans behind us as Argentina scored a late game goal.

After the soccer game we went to buy me a new shirt, because I managed to get barbeque sauce all over my white shirt I was wearing at the restaurant, before going to hang with Gabby and Gigi.  We ended up at the mall (where I could have saved time and bought a new shirt but I digress).

Sunday grandma left and I went to church to help with some going away festivities for Deacon Wayne and Fr. Jaime.  After church Ike and I went to Megan’s to go swimming.  Ike’s been swimming three times now, this time I’m pretty sure he enjoyed it.  It’s much warmer so the water isn’t so cold.  I’m shopping for a baby float boat with a sunshade now so we can hang out at the pool!  We watched more soccer Sunday evening.  I really thought the USA was gonna pull it off.  Ahh the Portuguese super model!

Oh BTW we got a new camera!  It takes awesome pictures.   I love it! Also, I have no idea how to use it, I don’t even know how to turn it on.  Isaac had to upload these photos for me to post.  I will read the manual eventually (or at least the buttons on the camera).  Stay tuned for my own personal blurry attempts coming soon!

Here are some pics Isaac took over the weekend (and a few from Gabby but NONE from me).

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Finally, I got up at the crack of dawn this morning (actually it was still dark) to go to the gym to finally start contributing to the fitness challenge.  Here’s what my quick workout looked like.

Elliptical (warm up) 10 minutes

Circuit Workout (completed three times)

Lunges with 10lbs Set 10

Stability Ball Overhead press 5lbs each Set 12

Crunches on Stability Ball Set 20

Sumo Squats with 15lbs Set 12

Reverse Flys with 7.5lbs each Set 12

Bicycle Crunches Set 30

Mah legs HURT!  But it feels good to get back into the gym, not the locker room chaos, but the gym at least.

We are all just fine

We are surviving, more importantly this temporarily single mommy is surviving.  Everyone is fed, and cleaned and happy.  And I’ve chosen to spend my few minutes of precious free time doing this.

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Yeah, the internet is like a black hole for productivity.

Isaac is still in Rio.  He went to a World Cup game yesterday to watch the defending champions Espana get defeated in group play by Chile.  He couldn’t have chosen a more pivotal or exciting match!   He’s been gone since Monday and we have been hanging in there with a single parent household.

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Single mommas out there, I salute you!  This is hard with two parents… Being down one has made me appreciate my husband more than ever.

Anyway, nothing significant to report here.  We are all just fine, albeit in a slightly dirtier house. With no food in it.  But just fine nevertheless.  We all miss dad, but we’re pretty excited he gets to cross this thing off his bucket list.

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Ok I should go to bed, or go clean something or something.

On Breastfeeding. Six and half months later.

In honor of the beloved Lactina pump being returned at work, and thus all my milk supply issues being solved, I’d like to share my breastfeeding journey up to this point.

I wish someone would have told me how emotional breastfeeding was.  Like so much more emotional than anything I experienced during pregnancy.  Like for several weeks early on I could not even say the word breastfeed without bursting into tears.

I had a very nonchalant attitude towards it in the beginning.  People would ask me if I planned to breastfeed and I’d shrug and say “yeah I’m gonna try it but if it doesn’t work out it’s not the end of the world”.  It most certainly felt like the end of the world!  I cried crocodile tears whenever I tried to talk to anyone about our struggles, like not being able to finish speaking cries.  The instant he was born, it became the most vital thing to feed him naturally.  I didn’t know I cared so much, but I do.  I wanted to feed him, just me and only me nourish him and grow him like I did when he was inside of me.

A lot of people have a lot of words to say about breastfeeding, some qualified, some experienced, some just plain old judgy.  Everyone has a different breastfeeding journey, and mine is unique to me and Ike.  It hasn’t been perfect, or easy, or impossible for us.  It has been a bumpy road, but a road we are nevertheless still traveling.  Ike had some formula very early on, that is something else I wish someone would have told me.  How pushy the nurses can be in the hospital.  Ike lost more than 10% of his weight in the hospital.  That’s bad.  But to put this in perspective, we stayed an extra day in the hospital, because I needed to, he was fine, but they weighed him every night, he passed the 10% threshold on the last night.  And, they weigh the babies in the middle of the night, ALWAYS when moms are asleep.  And, he weighted almost 8 freakin pounds when he was born!  This was no skinny little fragile person.

Anyway, he had some formula, probably not more than I could count on my fingers.  And it stopped at two weeks old.  He rebounded from that dumb 10% loss in a BIG way.  By his 4 month check up my baby was in the 75% for weight.  Btw, he’s in the 90th now.  Take that night nurse!

That was a rocky start to our journey.  And we continued on the slippery slope for another month, at least.  I didn’t have a clue what I was doing, I didn’t know how to position  him, or latch him, or check to see if he was actually swallowing.  I read the books, I took the classes, I even had multiple visits to the lactation consultant.  It just seemed so subjective, how do you  know you’re doing it right?  We mostly just practiced and muddled through feedings for probably the next three weeks.  We’d try for a few minutes to get latched, provided he didn’t lose his shit, and I also didn’ t lose mine.  One of the two happened about 75% of the time.  Then dad would take him and give him a bottle while I got a  kleenex and went to pump.

I don’t remember the exact time it happened, but one time, during our practices, he latched, sucked, and swallowed.  I knew this was right.  There was no doubt.  This is what it was supposed to be like all along.  It’s indescribable, hence my frustration when people tried to explain, show or write it for me.   But when he figured it out (and I did too) we both just knew.

Whew, I could nurse him now.  Awesome.  No more needing to stop and go pump every three hours (even at night!).  Then, I went back to work.  And he blew through my freezer stash in record time.  Wait stop STAHP! You ate how much today? 16 ounces!  I was only gone for 8 hours!  I thrashed about my bedroom frantically looking for the Breastfeeding book and that bottle of fenugreek pills and the bottle of Malta.  Malta is gross.  Fenugreek comes in horse sized capsules that you are literally supposed to take 6 of every day.  AND if you do take 6 of them every day you smell like maple syrup.  I smelled like maple syrup and choked down malta for a few days.  And I pumped, when I got up, as soon as I got to work, and before I went to bed.

Eventually we evened out and Ike and I met each other half way.  I was able to produce what he eats, and he was satisfied with the milk I left for him.  We were in a pretty comfy grove save for the weekends when we traveled.  My initial goal was to breastfeed for 6 months.  Ike will be seven months old this coming Sunday.   We have not looked back to formula since that first two weeks.  I’m happy to be a nursing mom and I think that Ike is happy to be a breastfed baby, so we are gonna keep this good thing going for a little while longer!

Now, Isaac and I are planning to go to the mountains for a few days with some friends while Ike hangs out with his grandma over the Fourth of July.  Ahh, there’s how much milk in the freezer? And Ike eats 2, 4, 6, 8, TWENTY FOUR ounces in a day.  Hmm where did I put that fenugreek?

Well thanks to the hospital grade pump at work and some vigilance to return to pumping at night, I am on my way to socking away just enough milk to go away.  We bought this just in case.

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The plan was to give him some earlier on, like last week, to be sure it agreed with him.  I cried for a while and Isaac agreed to drop the formula discussion for now.  Also I should mention, the awesome hospital grade pump at work broke last week and I took home 2-4 ounces less milk every day.  Now initially I thought this was due to the dieting, so I ate a bunch of lactation cookies.  It’s fixed now, so I feel all the milk related problems will sort themselves out now.  And anyways I ate all those cookies so surely that helped.

Father’s Day 2014

We kept it pretty low-key this Father’s Day.  We had a little breakfast feast with Dad and we gave him his gifts.  Ike helped unwrap.

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He loved the picture frame from the photos Gabby and I took with Ike.  We did pick some winners… But in the spirit of fun here are some outtakes.

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Then Andy came over and Isaac went golfing with him and Josey.  And I stayed home with the kids.  Um what?  Well, we were planning “planning” to go to Top Golf (can you tell my husband is OBSESSED with golf at the moment?) with the kids and some friends.  Somehow that morphed into well since only Josey was able to join us, maybe we could go to the club (we belong to a country club aren’t we hoity toity?)  and the kids and I would go to the pool while Josey and Isaac golfed.  Which ended up being, Isaac going golfing with his buddies and us just staring at one another for a few hours.  Then golf ran late and Isaac and I had tickets to a concert over at Chastain to see Hall & Oats yesterday evening.  So I set up Gabs with Ike’s nightly routine and meet him out in Smyrna.

The concert was fun, but it rained, which was not awesome.

I think I’d like to make a bit more effort next year into having a Father’s Day where the kids participate a little more.  I need to think up some fun traditions to instate.  Can I use fun and instate in the same sentance?

The Pantry is finished! More or less…

Well that was a monstrous task!  But the panty is cleaned and organized save for a solution to the pet food bags.  Here’s what our pantry looked like before.

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Um yeah, we can’t even close the drawer to our “extra storage” unit.  Also, I believe there used to be a floor under there…

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This is an awesome idea I found on pinterest (and it worked!).  It’s foam board (like for all those middle school science fairs) covered with drawer liner paper to make the wired pantry shelves into things that small packets and fingers won’t slip through!  Genius!

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This is the finished product! Whoop whoop!

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And here’s my little helper.  Keeping himself entertained while I organize.

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It would be prudent to note that A LOT of things I found in the pantry were expired, so there was not as much stuff to put back in as I took out.   There were also a lot of things that were expired that I didn’t even know we had… Enter the pantry inventory list!  From my printable craze of last week.

Also, I labeled my jars this time, and included expiration dates, because um duh.  I don’t know why I didn’t think of that before.  Plus the labels are so cute!

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Next on the I need solutions asap list.  The coat closet.  Which is also the cleaning supply closet, extra blankets closet, um that thingy doesn’t have a proper home I’ll just throw it in the closet closet.

It’s Friday, so that means it’s time to settle up the fitbit scores.  I did not track food much this week, because I have noticed a significant decrease in Ike’s milk supply when I started obsessively counting calories.  I’m not sure how to balance this just yet, but I’ve definately upped my calorie intake to try to get it back.  Most of those calories are just extra protien and a bowl of oatmeal at night, but nevertheless any excuse to not own up to what I’m putting in my mouth, lol.  I did still bring my lunch to work almost every day this week and I’ve stayed out of the snack shops and most importantly have not gained any weight.  It helps that I’ve been pumping at night this week so I have also not been drinking 🙂

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Stats:

Days at step goal. 5

Overall Steps.  75,796

Active Minutes. 182

Days food tracked. 3

Goals for next week:

Days at step goal. 6

Overall Steps. 70,000

Active Minutes. 150

Days food tracked. On hold until Milk Crises 2014 is over.

Next week is the beginning of the departmental fitness challenge at work.  Let’s see how that motivation goes…

Ike’s Sleep, or lack there of

Ike used to be an awesome sleeper.  He’d go down at 8:00 with no protest and sleep until about 3am.  Then he’d eat and go right back to sleep, in fact, his eyes would stay closed through the feeding.  He’d wake up between 6 and 7 and be a delightfully happy little fellow.

Well, that seems to be over.  For past few weeks (or maybe just two, it seems much longer because I are tired!), he’s been back to the newborn cycle of up every 2-3 hours.  Initially I thought it was just a growth spurt and I figured we would just tough it out.  Then maybe he’s teething, because he wasn’t eating a whole lot during the day (relatively speaking, this kid normally puts down almost 18 ounces WHILE I’M AT WORK!).  I don’t clearly remember when the multiple night wakings started, but I do know that I am over it.

Enter sleep training 101.  I am firmly against cry-it-out and Ferberizing methods of sleep training.  I’m a softy wimp and I jump up and come running when he wimpers.  There’s no way my heart could take it listening to him cry for minutes and minutes.  No way.  No how.  Not gonna happen.  So, I read the No-Cry Sleep Solution by Elizabeth Pantley.  I read it.  I have yet to implement anything other than a lovie toy that I’m pretty sure Ike is completely indifferent towards.  But isn’t he adorable when I force him to cuddle it?

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I did however, make a list.  Becasue of course I did! It’s not complete, and a little bit scattered, but here’s Ike sleep as I know it for the past X days.  I’m not with him all the time, and my mother does write down most things, but Dad and Sissy do not, and I haven’t asked them so…anyway, Stats, Lists, yay!

Sunday May 25th

8:00pm – 1:20am, 1:50am-2:00am. 2:15am-5:30am

Monday May 26th

7:45pm-11:40pm, 11:55pm-2:35am, 2:50am-5:50am

Tuesday May 28th

8:20pm-12:00am, 12:15am-2:00am, 2:10am,5:25am

Wednesday May 28th

7:50pm-10:30pm, 10:45pm-10:55pm, 11:05pm-1:30am, 1:45am-5:25am, 5:50am-7:00am

Thursday June 5th

7:15pm-10:15pm, 10:30pm-2:45am, 3:00am-5:30am

Friday June 6th

7:10pm-11:40pm, 12:00am-3:00am, 3:10am-5:15am, 5:20am-6:00am

Sunday June 8th

8:10pm – 2:30am (THIS WAS AWESOME!), 2:45am-7:30am (EQUALLY AWESOME!)

Monday June 9th

7:30pm-12:00am, 12:15am-3:00am, 3:15am-6:00am

Tuesday June 10th

8:10pm-1:00am, 1:15am-5:00am

 

There have been approximately 2 nights here and there where is miraculously slept until 2 or 3am or past 5:30am.  But I have not been able to replicate the evening activities to get the same results.  Sigh.  I guess it’s time to start implementing some of the tools, it’s just hard, in the middle of the night to stay awake to use them.  In the words of Buster Bluth (ref Arrested Development) “It’s tired in here”.