Friday, October 28, 2011
Difficulty level-It's pretty difficult and still a work in progress.
How Maya “Helped”-A two year old is a pro at sharing their emotions:)
So, I have a terrible habit that I acquired from my mother. It seems like a good thing,and I think it is in small doses, but I am strangely addicted to being "the strong one".
I have been through a lot in my life- let's face it-we all have. But no matter how painful,difficult, or impossible to deal with each situation seems, I inevitably deal with it by being "strong". Strong, in my case, comes as a result of acting calm, cool, and unaffected. This results in a lot of issues for me, one being the fact that I tend to look like an uncaring robot to those around me. On top of that, it leaves with me with tons of carefully hidden emotional baggage just waiting to seep out at an inopportune moment.
Yesterday, we had to put our dog down. It was horrific. He was amazing and the greatest dog I have ever had. I knew that I was going to be devastated. All week long I dreaded it, worried over it, lost sleep because of it. I was physically sick about it. Yet, when the moment came, I couldn't help but shake it off, console my husband, and look perfectly unshaken. This wasn't easy, but years of training made it possible. The real question is why? Why bother? Certainly no one would judge me for crying over a lost friend. Even if they did, I wouldn't really care. But then why the charade? I'm not really sure but I am confident there is a genetic component. My mom has the same disease.
We are " fine" just ask us. No matter the situation, the pain, the heartache, our answer is the same. " I'm fine." I think part of the reason I do this is that one of my greatest fears in life is being vulnerable. I hate to be pitied. By being in a constant state of "okayness", at least on the outside, I can avoid those awkward moments where people search for comforting words. Somehow I believe if I can just keep it all together, I will be stronger,braver...better.
But last night as I crawled into bed next to my husband, with no one but him left to judge me, I cried. For my lost puppy, for my broken heart, and for a hundred other things that I had hidden away. For an hour I cried there in the dark, hard enough to shake my whole body. And you know what? I didn't 't feel weak. I felt strong, stronger than I had felt in a long time. Ironically at my "weakest moment" when I finally stopped pretending and admitted my humanness and my own emotional fragility, I realized I was stronger than ever.
Posted by Amy Jo at 5:01 AM
Friday, October 21, 2011
Difficulty level-HARD for me to do but that's because I am a control freak!
How Maya “Helped”-She had some fun ideas of things just begging for a "yes":)
With a daughter edging closer to two every day, I find myself saying "no" CONSTANTLY. No cupcakes for breakfast, no eating the crayons, no spitting, no biting, no poking out your brothers eyes... I feel like a human "no" machine. Little by little I could tell my Maya-Bean was beginning to view me as the one who always shot down her ideas. The free-spirit hippie chick in me HATED that she viewed me that way. Had I tried so hard to be a perfect mom that I had forgotten how to be a fun mom? I thought of my own mom, guiltily, she had always encouraged my ideas, let me learn from my own mistakes, and empowered me. Where had I gone wrong? I seemed to be missing the balance. Yes, she needed boundaries, structure, and consistency- those things were important. But, I wasn't so sure that they were any more important than having a mommy who was fun.
My plan was simple, say "yes" more. This was tough at the beginning. It seemed saying no had become a habit. It was easier to disregard her ideas and replace them with my own. So in order to make it simpler to stick to, I made a rule for myself. If it doesn't hurt her or anyone else, teach her a bad habit, or destroy anything, I would say yes. I know to people reading this it probably sounds trivial and silly. But, for me, it was not. I had become a dictator and I needed to change.
I am happy to say-simply saying yes has worked smashingly! I have said yes to loads of things that would have been automatic "no"s a week ago! The most amazing part is that she's great at finding new things to do that are entertaining and fun! I no longer have to rack my brain for ideas. This week I have "yessed" the following ideas:
Washing her doll in the sink with a washcloth and soap-yes my kitchen got soaked...so what?
Washing dishes-I only gave her spoons but she stayed busy for HOURS
Turning the crank on the apple peeler-it took longer but she LOVED it!
Taking a bath, in the kitchen, in a washtub WITH her baby
Wearing sandals over her socks
Putting on her own shoes-(on the wrong feet of course)
Brushing her baby brothers hair
Putting lotion on her baby doll
Using a pen
Sweeping with the broom
Folding the laundry-(more like unfolding)
There are tons more. Let me just say some of these things were messy but the whole mood of our house has changed. She is a much happier girl knowing her ideas are being heard and considered. I am a much happier mom, not spending my whole day saying no. Keep in mind there are still plenty of no's. I don't let her poke her brother's eyes out, eat cookies for breakfast, or stand on the table. But now days there seems to be more balance. I feel like I have finally escaped my role as the dream-crusher. "Yes"-saying yes is definitely helping me to become a better mommy.
As for the second objective -being a better wife- well I'll let you decipher how "saying yes more"can help your marriage LOL
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Objectives-Make Me a Better Wife, Make me a Better Cook,
Injuries sustained-1 burned finger, not too bad for me
How Maya “Helped” (How we kept her busy)-stirring in spices and delivering tomatoes to the sink
Honestly-I had done this before but not since I have had two little ones so I think it counts! I went and purchased two bushels of tomatoes at our local farmer’s market. I had to pay $18 a bushel (last time I got them free!) But it was still a great deal. I do recommend asking around and checking your local craigslist for free or cheap ones before buying. Many people produce too many in their fields and they simply let them rot away on the vines! It makes me sick to think of all that deliciousness rotting away!!
Out of the two bushels, and with the help of my fabulous Mom, I got 18 quarts of spaghetti sauce, 10 pints of pizza sauce, and 13 quarts of tomato juice! I did have to buy some ingredients for the spaghetti sauce, but the prices at the end worked out to be about $1.64 a quart for tomato juice, and $1.17 a jar for the spaghetti and pizza sauce! The tomatoes were organic so I think finding anything that pure or delicious for the price would be tough.
It was hard work. But it felt great to look at all the shining jars on my counter.I swear they were smiling at me in approval of a job well done. Interested in learning?? Here is a step by step tutorial! Canning Tomato Juice For The Domestically Challenged
Posted by Amy Jo at 11:19 AM
Step 1- Clean the tomatoes in cold water and cut out the cores and bad spots-NEVER can moldy, or tomatoes off of vines that have frozen they may not preserve correctly!
Step 2-Put them into the biggest pots you can find and cook down until mushy
Step 3-While they are cooking, wash your jars and lids in hot water.
Step 4-Take out your cooked tomatoes and run them through a food mill-this part is messy and kind of annoying but hey- so is life!
Step 5- Cook tomatoes AGAIN for 20 minutes. Also, fill your canning pot halfway with water and put it on the stove to get hot. This saves you time later!
Step 7- Add 2 tablespoons lemon juice and a teaspoon of canning salt to each empty jar.
Step 10-Fill your hot jars with the funnel and put on your lids. Put on the cap, and screw the ring on tight but not TOO tight. Also, make sure you wipe the top of each jar so you get a good seal.
They sell a nifty little thing for getting the lids out of the pan but we rigged up our own with a magnet and a spatula.
Step 11-Put the jars in the rack of your canner-evenly from side to side so it doesn’t tip. Make sure the water is at least one inch above the jars. Let them process for 45 minutes-don’t forget to start your timer AFTER it’s boiling good!
Step 12- carefully pull up the canner rack up out of the water-I use two wooden spoons to get the handles of the rack back up on the side of the pot.
Step 13-and my FAVORITE part-listen to them POP! You will soon start hearing the greatest sound a canner can hear-your lids all popping one by one as they seal!!
Step 14. Sit the jars on a heat safe area-I use a towel on my butchers block-out of reach of any little hands your home may have.
Step 15. Give them a few minutes and then check your seals by pushing the center of each jar lid-there should be no popping when you do this. If you hear one pop it did NOT seal-just stick it in your fridge and eat it first!
Tada!! Fabulous, homemade deliciousness! Sit back and envision yourself as Donna Reed! You did it!!!
Posted by Amy Jo at 11:17 AM