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Sunday, October 5, 2014

Trendy Babywearing


September saw a lot of changes for my family as I transitioned from a Work Outside the Home Mom to a Small Business Owner and Work at Home Mom.  I think I am liking the way things are going for my family now.  I have been extremely busy setting up the launch of Trendy Babywearing, and I am proud to say that I will be carrying Didymos(tm) baby wraps and slings in my eCommerce store!

I have finally found a product that I love so much that I want to share it with everyone who wants to listen (and even some who don't!)

I love being a crunchy momma and sharing granola with friends.



Thursday, September 18, 2014

TrendyBabywearing.com

I have launched a new website, and I am so proud!  This website will eventually have carriers and wraps in it, but for now, I have teething jewelry- amber necklaces, and chew bead necklaces to be added soon.

TrendyBabywearing.com will be the place to shop for all attachment parenting accessories.

Babywearing is a new found passion of mine.  I love holding my cuties close and just this past week, Lucie has started to let me wear her too!  I have only been able to tandem with 2 ring slings, so one kid on each hip, but I'm hoping to be able to convince her to go on my back, so I can wear Asher on my front, and I can be more confident I'm not going to get strangled by a carrier that happens to shift (which totally happened with 2 ring slings earlier today).

I am so excited to share that TrendyBabywearing will be offering carriers, wraps, amber necklaces and bracelets for children and adults, chew bead necklaces, suck pads, carrier covers, and hand knit hats.

More updates to come soon.  In the meantime, check out the gorgeous amber jewelry!


Legal stuff:
I own trendybabywearing.com and any purchase made from that site will generate commission for me.



Thursday, September 4, 2014

Babywearing Love

My journey with babywearing may not have started until April of this year, but I have been a quick study, and I love it!  I have seen so much of a difference in my connection with my baby and a lack of postpartum depression that I attribute to babywearing helping me to bond with my son, even after he spent the first 11 days of his life in the NICU.

I wanted to write this post to share my joy with a new found way to love on my baby and be hands free so I can get things done!

Here are some babywearing LOVE photos.







Saturday, August 16, 2014

An Examination of Conscience

When I was in high school, I was so religious that one of my classmates referred to me as the "God Squad Chick." This frightened me to my very core. Every time I went to a religious retreat, every time I sat in adoration, I felt called to an extremely religious lifestyle. I wanted to get married, I wanted kids! I couldn't be a nun AND do that. I was too close to the holy fire, I was about to get burned, so I ran as fast as I could away from the church to... the "God Squad Dude," as Joey liked to refer to the guy I dated my junior/senior year of high school and for part of my freshman year of college. God Squad Dude is now an Orthodox Rabbi, and although we are quite obviously no longer together, we do talk on occasion through instant messenger to compare notes on our kids (he has a daughter a few months older than Asher).

I was really captivated by the rich history of the Jewish people. I had always been fascinated by the strength of spirit and the resiliency that has been demonstrated by the Jewish people time and time again in their history.

Deep down, under the surface, and unbeknownst to even myself, my study of this history was motivated by a desire to know and understand the religion that Jesus practiced to better understand the New Testament. In the 10 years I studied Judaism in depth, I learned more about Catholicism and the origins of certain parts of the Roman Catholic mass than I ever did in catechism classes. I wasn't searching to get to know Jesus. I wanted out of the Roman Catholic church. I was bothered by politics within the parish I had grown up attending. I wanted to be Jewish.  I wanted to distance myself from everything Roman Catholic, and yet, I kept being drawn back.

The past six years, I've been wavering... back and forth.  I wanted to go back to the Roman Catholic church, but I was afraid of admitting that... not just to everyone who hated that I left the church (I didn't want to hear "I told you so!") but also, to myself.  I didn't want anyone to think that that my study of Judaism was 'about a boy.'  It wasn't.  It was more than that. It was me getting to know how my Savior, Jesus Christ, lived his life 2000 years ago, and yes, Jesus was male, so maybe it was 'about a boy' but not the one everyone thought. 

I dreaded what I would have to do to return to the church: Confession.

Confession was what I needed most.  I needed an unburdening that was personal and between me and my God, and I needed forgiveness and absolution for my abandonment of the church.  I never really understood confession before.  I never had a real good experience and I never had a confessor make me feel so comfortable as when I made my full confession to return to the church.  I truly felt as if I had come home, the prodigal daughter of the church.

I joined the folk choir, and when I sing, I feel transported back to those feelings from high school.  Intense joy fills me as I listen intently to the scripture readings at mass.  I truly love the sermon's of the pastor at my new church home, Our Lady of the Hills in Columbia, SC, because he relates the scripture to the life I am living today.
I cried tears of joy this past weekend, as my son was baptized into the Roman Catholic church.  I feel sad that I did not have the same emotional response at my daughter's baptism 2 years ago, but I had not been completely ready at that point to fully accept the church as my spiritual home.  I am ready now, and I will raise my children sharing all the knowledge I gleaned in my time apart from the church in hopes this will teach them to be strong witnesses of the faith.


Sunday, July 6, 2014

Almost 3 months old...

We celebrated Asher on Saturday with a barbecue... or as the Southerners refer to it, a "Cookout." Jonathan was grateful for the excuse to splurge on a brand new big Weber smoker. He used it to cook pork & brisket. We commissioned a friend to make a gorgeous cake to match a wrap I frequently nurse Asher in. Jonathan also grilled peaches I bought fresh from the Farmer's market. I hope everyone had a good time. One skill I have not completely mastered is being able to be the hostess, circulate, prep food, watch the kids, cleanup, and not feel dizzy at the end.

Thank You to everyone who helped.

l can't believe Asher will be three months old on Thursday. Where did the time go? l have to find a way to stop comparing Asher & Lucie because they are two different children... However, that is why there is SO much to compare. Asher is much bigger than Lucie was at this age. She was formula fed, so perhaps my breastmilk is exceeding my expectations since I have a history of growth hormone deficiency and I was unsure my pituitary gland would produce the prolactin needed to produce milk.

In the last 2 months, I have been less shy about feeding him publicly, although I do experience moments where feelings of modesty sometimes stand in my way. I read somewhere that Pope Francis is pro-breastfeeding.  This is probably the only reason these feelings don't take over in church. Jesus was breastfed afterall...

I also wear Asher more than I did Lucie because I know more about baby wearing than I did before.

Lucie has become... no... blossomed!  Into the most amazingly helpful big sister,  even if she did revert to the pacifier and take a few steps backwards in potty training.   It's okay. 

I also learned I need wayyyy more sleep than ever.  So... I will end this here with a few photos ,