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Monthly Archives: July 2011

Do you ever contemplate having a group of friends over to your house, but you are not sure what you are going to do with them when they get there?  What if there are constant lulls in the conversation?  What if everyone wants to leave at 8:30 PM?  In the next few weeks I will share you with some great “group party ideas.”  I have lead loads of fellowship events–for my own friends and for fellowship groups.

The most recent one my husband and I planned was something we called “Signature Dish Night.”

We have lots of “foodies” in our church.  We found ourselves in many conversations centering on recipes, cooking techniques, spices, wine, cheese–you name it.  Most of us watched at least one reality show about cooking. A few of us  have taken cooking classes. So we created our own Signature Dish Night.  Rob and I  have hosted it two years in a row.  The first year participants could make any dish they wanted. We had everything from soup to appetizers to main courses.  Everyone shared how they made their dish, what ingredients they used, and we sampled a little bit of everything.

This past year we focused on dessert. We actually made it into a competition.  We had
everyone bring a dessert.   We had everything from Rice Krispy squares to homemade pies to gluten free cake.  Rob (my husband) cut a small piece from each dessert and put it on a paper plate.  Each dessert was labeled A, B, C etc.  We got a stash of plastic
forks (you need A LOT if you have a large group) and had each person sample
every single dessert.  No double dipping.  Use the plastic fork once and throw it out.

Everyone fills out a ballot and indicates which dessert they like the best. For the winners we gave them a gift card to a dessert café.  Second place received a roll of
cookies dough.  Third place was awarded a dish of candy.  We put out a few appetizers, drinks, and people stayed long after the competition.  It was a great party!


I hope to do giveaways the 19th of the month (but maybe not EVERY month…we’ll see).  The 19th is an easy number for me to remember as my anniversary is on the 19th of May.  So here is my first give away on the 19th!

My cousin introduced me to aromatherapy and essential oils two years ago. At first I had no idea what essential oils were let alone what you use them for.  Now I use essential oils throughout my home.  In Oregon we are trapped inside half the year because we get lots and lots of rain.  Sometimes homes get that ”stale air smell” and need a fresh scent.  I hope to share more about aromatherapy in a future post.

I buy almost all my essential oils from  Aura Cacia (www.auracacia.com)  Their website has tons of recipes on how to use essentail oils in the home, for a soothing bath, making massage oil, and even kids and baby recipes.

So here’s what I am giving away…

A 0.5 fluid ounce bottle of lavender oil from Aura Cacia

AND  Reviving Peppermint Shower Tablets

You can use the lavender oil in so many ways (put a few drops in a pot of boiling water to create a nice aroma, diffuse in a room diffuser, put a few drops on a Kleenex etc.) Check out the website for more ideas.  I was excited to find these shower tablets. What a great way to make your morning or evening shower more relaxing!  You may not have time to take a bath to relax so why not add it to your shower.  Peppermint oil and lavender are probably the two oils I use the most in my home.

So all you need to do to participate in my first giveway is leave a comment about what your favorite scent is.  Does not have to be an essential oil…it can be freshly cut grass, your Grandma’s house etc.  I will draw the winner on Saturday, July 23rd at 8:00 AM Pacific time.  So please comment before then!  I will announce the winner on the blog on Saturday.  Thank you for participating.  And look for more giveaways coming your way in the future!


TJ - age four

TJ was between 10-12 months of age when we became concerned. He would babble “Mama” or “Papa” or “Dada” for a day or two or a week. Then those babbles would disappear. He was not talking. His speech was our main concern. He was VERY active and he would go from one  toy to another within seconds of starting to play with one. He was extremely busy. Slowly he was behind other children younger than him. We addressed the doctor at each well child checkup. The doctor thought he was behind and would catch up. He was always very good at the doctor because it was a routined place to go. Check in, look at fish, weigh, measure, see nurse, doctor then get checked and off with a sticker. It was the same every time. Kids with ASD like routine.

Between ages 2-3 he became very behind developmentally. TJ did not wave, appeared very hyper, naughty, distracted, not focused, uninterested. We thought he was strong willed. He would not even try sign language. Physically he could run jump, climb.  He still was 100% boy.

When he was three and a half his new speech pathologist saw red flags in TJ for
autism. He was very active, climbs on things, hits toys against windows, throws toys, flapped arms, and would jump when excited among other physical behaviors. His babbles were repetitive. Another big sign we missed. Everyone who worked with TJ saw that he was a “good” boy, very loving, and excited to be out doing things.

Recovery for TJ is improvement: learning life skills, functioning with others and making it on his own someday. I hope he will learn to sit in school and really listen, understand, and perform. And truthfully not to get into everything he isn’t supposed to. I hope he can use long sentences and to be able to share things with us that my other children were able to. I pray he can come to us on his own and say that he loves us, not just repeat it. But for now I am so blessed that he has come as far as he has.

TJ with his older sister Brookelyn

I don’t have the energy to blame the unknown. I pray that there will be continued research so that my son can hopefully be a last generation to be affected. There are days that talking about autism among other autism parents is like talking politics, or religion. There are people who have different views than I do on my child. A lot of people don’t like their child being labeled. I don’t like it either. But it’s ok. He has a condition. Just like some children have ADHD, speech issues, a 6th finger. I mean really. We are all human. We all live and learn differently. I’m OK with who TJ is. Do I wish it were different? Yeah. But truthfully I only know TJ as who he has always been.

He is about 2-3 years behind in several areas, yet he can blow us away with how smart he is. He hears things long before we do. Usually the quietest of sounds. He doesn’t like to be softly touched but you can rough house him, wrestle and play and he is fine. He is who we know as TJ.

I think it’s important to NOT judge others parenting. It’s so easy to do. And when any parent has a child that is a handful, we want to give our two cents on discipline.  Parents are grieving and trying to process SO much more than they imagined they would. As of now there is no cure. There is successes and improvements, and recovery, but they will always be autistic. Some parents may be in denial, along with family members. Others may slip into a depression as they cope with the news, and feel overwhelmed with the endless evaluations, notes from doctors and specialists. Be a support, listening ear, but also respect their privacy to not share much detail. Some people want others to know, some do not.

It has been a very dark time, and we have coveted each and every prayer. Especially on those bad days. We are so happy to say that things are looking up.

–  Alyssa Worst is a stay-at-home mom, and mother of four.  She blogs at The Best of the Worst

– Alyssa recommends Autism Speaks as a great resource for more information about autism.


Tortilla Casserole

I have been making this casserole since Rob and I were married ten years ago! It came out of one of those cookbooks you get for your wedding.  You use it so often.  It has food stains, ripped pages, and the binding is broken.  You can’t get rid of it!

This is both of our favorites and I usually make it once a month.  This casserole tastes even more amazing when you make your own salsa for it!  We do this if we get a good tomato crop from our garden.

What you need:

1 pound ground beef

1 medium onion, chopped (1/2 cup)

1 jar (8 ounces) green or red salsa (1 cup)

1/2 cup sour cream

1 can (10 3/4 ounces) condensed cream of chicken soup

1 jar (2 ounces) sliced pimientos, drained

6 corn tortillas

2 cups shredded Cheddar cheese I usually use 1 cup of cheddar and one cup of Monterey Jack…or a Mexican blend of cheese

1) Heat oven to 350 degrees

2) Cook beef and onion in 10 inch skillet over medium heat 8 to 10 minutes, stirring occassionally until beef is brown; drain

3) Spread 1/2 cup of salsa in bottom of ungreased square baking dish 8x8x2 inches.

4)  Mix remaining salsa, the sour cream, soup, and pimientos.

5) Layer half of the tortilla strips, beef mixture, soup mixture, and cheese on salsa.  Then repeat. (To get nice even tortilla strips, use a pizza cutter)

6) Bake uncovered 30-40 minutes until hot and bubbly.  Let stand for 10 minutes. Serve!

I realize some kids do not like casseroles or any of their food touching for that matter!  It is hard to feed a toddler beginning on solid food casserole (especially one with pimientos and salsa in it).  What I do–save a little bit of hamburger meat, save some grated cheese, slice a few extra tortilla strips and put it all on their plate.  I usually serve it with applesauce or fresh fruit.  There you go–a healthy kid friendly meal!


Okay, here goes nothing. Amy asked me to write a guest post for mom’s about sex.

And if I were you, I’d be skeptical too.  I’m a man –who am I to write about sex from
a woman’s point of view?  What do I know about spending the day changing diapers, wiping up messes, calming down screaming kids, collapsing into bed, only to hear, “So, honey, are ya in the mood?  I admit you’ve got me there.  I’m not going to pretend to know what your day is like, and I’m not going to give you the “Nike  line” (you know, “Just do it!”).  I’m not going to lecture you about the emotional needs of men and women.

Instead, let me make two points.  First, the church has probably not done a very good job teaching you about sex. Oh, you’ve probably heard pastors, youth group leaders and well-meaning Christians say plenty about sex.  Even if you’ve never set foot inside a church building, you’ve heard the church speak loudly about sex – usually in the form of a negative.  “True Love Waits!” “Don’t do it!” “Sex Is God’s Wedding Gift; No Peaking!”  For the record, I believe that all these are true. But incomplete.

Consequently, a generation has been raised with a negative view of sex.  Many feel
subtle guilt – even within marriage – over sexual enjoyment.  Almost as though God were frowning when people have sex. Many women have been told that “good girls don’t do that sort of thing” and many women have resigned themselves to a mediocre sex life.  It’s a chore, one more thing to check off an already too long to-do list.  It’s something more for your husband’s enjoyment.

It’s impossible for me to *ahem* flesh out everything the bible has to say about sex here.  I want to offer you one idea towards a more complete and positive theology of
sex.   The story of sex begins already in the second chapter of the bible.  You probably
already know that Adam and Eve weren’t created wearing clothes.  In fact, the writer of Genesis goes out of his way to make that point; after a beautiful and theologically rich description of creation, the account culminates with this: “They were both naked and they felt no shame.” (Gen. 2:25) In fact, this is the very last word before sin enters the world.  What does it mean?

Biblically, to be naked is, among other things, knowing one another at the deepest level of our being. God made us for intimate, personal almost-sacred relationship with others.  In Eden, Adam and Eve were naked and that meant that they knew each other – mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and at a sexual level.  Intimacy was a complete package– far from being simply a physical act, sex was created as a way of sharing the totality of one’s being, right down to the most personal part of themselves: their sexuality.  Having sex was a part of sharing whole-person intimacy; Adam and Eve shared emotions, laughter, ideas, work, or beauty.  But the most personal layer of intimacy is sexuality, and in being “naked and unashamed” Adam and Eve were able to fill their need for deep intimacy.  In simple terms, sex is God’s way of allowing us to share connection at every level of our being.

What does that mean for your marriage today?  Primarily that sex is not – and was not –intended to be a physical act only. Couples get it wrong when they assume that sex is just a physical act.  Husbands get it wrong when they figure that their wives should be in the mood without putting in any effort to foster whole-person intimacy beforehand.  Wives get it wrong when they figure that their husbands are just looking for physical satisfaction.  Husbands and wives crave intimacy – you long to be known, and so does your husband.  You both go about it differently, of course.    For many wives, sex is the completion of intimacy.  That means that sex is what happens after the intimacy has been cultivated with your husband.  After he encourages you. Listens to you.  Shares himself with you.  When you feel close to him, you want to make love to him.  For many husbands, it’s the opposite. Husbands view sex as the beginning of intimacy.  Your husband usually doesn’t want sex just for a physical release or to “feel good”.  He wants sex because he wants to feel close to you.  For your husband, sex is where intimacy begins!

You can see how God created a symmetry here.  True intimacy is best cultivated when both husband and wife seek the needs of their spouse.  When husbands are sensitive to their wife’s need to build closeness beforehand.  When wives are sensitive to their husband’s need to build closeness through having sex.  True intimacy, then, requires a husband and wife to love the other person by setting aside their own needs, and looking to the needs of others.  Let me close by challenging you to discuss this with your husband.  How are you meeting each other’s needs?  How are you learning to “know” each other, heart, mind, soul and body?  May you seek to enjoy the goodness of Eden!

- Rob Toornstra is a pastor, father of three, and my husband.  :)


Our church supports a chaplain who ministers to people in old age homes.  A couple months ago he visited the Adult and High School Sunday classes and shared how to listen and minister to people who are hurting.  At first I did not think I was going to learn anything I did not already know.

As we got further into the seminar and we actually had to practice counseling one another, I realized I could use some listening practice myself.

It dawned on me that we as moms are not the greatest listeners.  A mom walks into a moms group and complains that her baby is clingy and screaming due to teething.  What do we do?  We start telling all these stories about when our baby was teething, home remedies we used, and how much it frustrated us.  Honestly we truly care and want this mom to get the rest and relief she desires. Why do we all the sudden turn the conversation to us?  We want this mom to understand, “Yes, I know what you’re going through!  I’ve been there too.”  We want to encompass this “We’re all in this together” mentality.

The problem is this person may not need our expertise or stories.  She might just want support and knowing we care.  And nothing more.

When my daughter Kara was born, she started getting colds which turned into respiratory infections the first four months of her life.  Obviously when a baby is
congested, breastfeeding is difficult and sleep is even worse.  I showed to my moms group meeting as an emotional wreck.  I had not slept more than a two hour block in weeks.  I was averaging 4-5 hours of interrupted sleep every night.  A girl in my moms group, Alexis, asked how Kara was doing.  When I proceeded to tell  her how bad it was, she just gave me a hug and said she was so sorry.  I was not bitter towards my other friends who told me to put Kara to bed in her swing or car seat or told me to meet with a lactation consultant and on and on.  But what Alexis did meant more to me than any words of advice.

The next time you are at the playground or sitting in the library or talking in the fellowship hall at church and a mom shares with you her frustration about her life or her children, pause for a second.  If she is struggling with discipline issues or choosing the right preschool or her baby still is not sleeping through the night or she thinks she might be depressed, please listen first.  Go over what she said in your mind.  Then offer understanding.  If you feel a need to give advice or tell a story, simply ask.  “Do you want some suggestions?” or “Do you want to know what I learned?”  It might make a difference in her life or your own if you try this.  I am going to practice it too!


Crafts.  I have a love/hate relationship with children’s crafts. I love them for the creativity expressed, the joy of a finished project, the time spent working together. I hate them (maybe dislike is a better word) for the mess created, the frustrations with bad instructions, the high expectations of a 4-year-old for what they are capable of creating BY THEMSELF and finally the clutter created with finished products that kids can’t bear to part with.Saying all that, I’ve slowly learned the crafts and supplies best kept around the house for happy (and inexpensive) craft times.

My top five list:

Small  envelopes:  For a couple dollars I can buy 100 small envelopes.  I’ve learned in my children’s minds, a card is not complete until its in an envelope.  Now we make construction paper cards to slip into Daddy’s lunch, drop off at a neighbor’s house or bring to Grandma. The best part – the cards leave the house and don’t come back.

Extra prints of family photos: I love to order a few extra prints everytime I have pictures printed that my kids can cut up or use to decorate their own scrapbooks. The scrapbooks are simply 3-ring binders with clear page holders inside. Using the photos they can make their own pages. What kid doesn’t love making a book that focuses on themselves!

 
Foam sheets: Our dollar store provides large stack of foam for a dollar. These brightly colored sheets can be cut into different shapes and glued together to create 3 dimensional pictures. Our favorite activity is to remember a favorite vacation (i.e. trip to the beach, local pool, friend’s house) and try to create a memory picture. These too, can go into the personalized scrapbook the child is making.
Empty Diaper Boxes, Stickers and Markers:  Large diaper boxes make amazing rocket ships, airplanes, race cars and more.  With my help, the kids often add wings for additional effect.  My kids love to draw steering wheels, gas pedals and add stickers for decoration. After the thrill wears off, the boxes can still be dismantled and recycled.
Popsicle sticks and glue: The kids love to create toys boats or rafts to float in the kiddie pool outside.  My preschooler used the sticks to create the letters of her name and then painted them as a wall decoration we could attach with poster putty.  I thought this was a great way to practice letters and give her control over a room decoration that didn’t need to be too permanent.

- Kristin Buursma
Kristin is a mother of three and co-runs a nanny business.  She is a regular contributor to Everyday Mom.  We have been friends since 9th grade PE class in high school.

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I was in Costco last week and a saw a fair skinned mom pushing her twin boys through the toilet paper aisle.  The two pudgy toddlers were dark skinned with black tufts of hair.  They were giggling as they ran their toy trucks along the edge of the cart.  I am
the kind of person will talk to anyone in public especially if I am in desperate need of adult conversation.  I wanted to ask her more about her sons, but I did not want to make her uncomfortable.  So I simply smiled and walked on.  When you see a mom with children of different races, does your mind assume that these kids were adopted?  Before you start talking to the mom about where the child was adopted from, remember that it is more common now than ever before for children to have parents of different races.  That child may be biologically hers.

Jodi is a single mom to two biracial girls that are biologically her own (and from my previous post “I’m a mom…and I’m single).  “One time when I was at a funeral a woman started talking to me about my youngest daughter who was just a few months old at the time. She said ‘Oh my gosh she is such a beautiful color! I have a daughter that is the same color! Where did you get yours?’…It was almost as if we were talking about a handbag from Macy’s or something!”

While most us would never make racial remarks, even lighthearted comments can make moms uncomfortable.   Jodi explains how friends and family members (who were mostly white skinned) “would call her [daughter] their little brown girl, and make comments about the color of her skin very often. It took me a couple of years to try and get them to understand that that is not acceptable. I began to give examples that they would say, but put “white” in instead of “brown” and then their comments sounded a bit more strange to them.”

Beth (who also in the post, “I’m a mom and I’m single) is fair skinned and of Dutch descent.  She adopted two children from Ethiopia—both were from different families.  At places like the mall, grocery store, and park, she shares that her family naturally
attracts attention.  Most comments are made out of interest, curiosity, or other people considering adoption.  Beth comments, “The ones that almost immediately shut me down are, ‘Are they your own children?’ or ‘Are they real brother and sister?’ Although I know they are talking about biology, my kids are listening, and my son certainly understands what people say to us. “

As moms, how can we take an interest in other moms like Beth and Jodi?  Is it wrong to ask them to share “their story” or find out more about their children?  When I’m in a store, I get the comments about my children’s big blue eyes, and most people want to know their ages.  I often get the “You have your hands full comment” which I ever know how to respond to, but that’s a whole other post.  I don’t get those extra comments or questions because my children look like me and my husband.

I will close with what Beth recommends. We need to consider the child’s feeling first and foremost:

“If you are beginning a conversation with a transracial family, approach them as you would any family. Say a simple ‘hi’ to the children, ask them how old they are. Say something positive about the children. If the kids are three or older, remember that they are listening and understanding much or most of what you are asking. Use words that include ‘biological’ or ‘adopted’ instead of ‘real’ or ‘your own’. Take joy in the family. Even just a simply smile or a friendly wave is nice. As I talk with others
about my children, I always put their feelings first. If others approach transracial families with the children’s feelings in mind, the conversation that follows will probably be positive for everyone.”

 


“Training for a marathon and having three kids five and under—those two things don’t even belong in the same sentence” said a woman in the locker room at the gym I attended. She overheard me talking to a fitness instructor about my exercise routine.  Now normally this kind of comment would irritate me. But I was weeks away from running in my second marathon in Sacramento. Training was going exceptionally well. I was giddy with excitement.  I was running in memory of my grandpa and for the Prostate Cancer Foundation and had exceeded my fundraising goal.  Nothing or no one could crush my spirits.

I do often get asked the question, “How do you do it?”  To be honest my story is not unique.  There are many other marathon moms out there.  Some have run more marathons than I have, qualified for Boston, and do more than one marathon a year.
There are triathlon moms I have met and Ironman moms (does that make them an Iron Woman?).   The best answer I can give to “how you do it” is you have to love it.

I have plenty of bad workouts, but for the most part I LOVE RUNNING!  I love the sound of my New Balance shoes hitting the asphalt.  I love the wind moving through my hair.  I love the taste of Gatorade. I have favorite running streets, hills, and parks.  My kids know some of them now.  I find tremendous solitude in running.  I love the brief break from the chaos of piles of laundry and dirty dishes.  I never carry an iPod or listen to music because I love the outside sounds—birds chirping, kids playing, the hum of a lawn mower, even chickens.  This is another reason why I rarely run on a
treadmill.  Even with our constant rain in the Pacific Northwest, I try to get outside.

If you do not love it, find something else.  My husband hates running.  He tried it once and completed a 5k.  He had no interest whatsoever in continuing a running routine. Three years ago, he took up karate.  He loves it! He hopes to one day get his black belt.  I would say karate has done for Rob what training for a marathon has done for me.  If you hate running, but want that sense of accomplishment, try a bike race or a triathlon. Or try kick boxing or rowing or rock climbing. Even dancing!  There has to be something you enjoy.  Do not force yourself to be a runner if you do not think you want to become one.

And marathon training can be very time consuming.  At some points in the training I was running and working out 10-12 hours a week.  Now for a competitive athlete who works out three hours a day, that is nothing.  For a busy stay at home mom, that takes schedule juggling.  Do not train for a marathon if your spouse is not supportive.  If you are a single mom, you might need some girlfriends or child caregivers to help you out when you reach those long runs.  I had to plan my runs around my family’s schedule and make sure Rob was available to be home with the kids.  Rob was always supportive. I quickly discovered race training is a team sport.

Another thing I discovered is to run at the time of day you are at your best.  Many runners wake up to a 5 AM alarm, lace up their shoes, and take off.  I have tried.
I really should be one of those runners. But I have never been a morning person.
Anyone who has lived with me can attest to that.  In the summers when my children are not in school I can run in the mornings as long as I am back before my husband leaves for work (by 8).  During the school year, I will run in the late afternoon, evenings, or during my husband’s lunch hour.  My husband comes home for every
lunch every single day and does not mind watching the kids so I can run…again I
cannot mention enough it is a team sport.

My little support team

If all goes according to plans (and I know enough now that plans can change quickly) I hope to run my third marathon in June of 2012 on the Oregon Coast! Stay tuned to this blog for further updates.  Feel free to share with me your running stories as well!


My kids love these!

Every Friday here at Everyday Mom is Food Friday.  So I thought I would start with a kid friendly snack.  My kids love this snack!  It’s healthy and little hands can help form the oatmeal balls.  You might want to double the recipe if you have a lot of kids–they go fast!

Oatmeal Balls:

1/2 c. dry milk powder
1/2 c. whole oats
1/3 c. honey
3/4 c. peanut butter
1/4 c. raisins, apricots, dates (any dry fruit you like!) I typically use dried cranberries.

Then add the following…(I usually just eye ball it, but feel free to measure out)
1/4 c. ground flax seed
1/4 c. wheat germ
1/4 c. sunflower seeds

Mix all and roll into 1″ balls.  If they are not rolling well, add more peanut butter and/or honey. Refrigerate about an hour.

This recipe is from Laura at Large Family Recipes (although I slightly modified it a bit)  Laura tends to triple or quadruple the batch for her large family.



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