Today, I was reading an update from my friend Terra whose little girl is fighting for her life. If you haven’t liked her page, you can find it here: Hope For Kendall. If this post does nothing else, I hope that it urges you to pray fervently for sweet Kendall and her beautiful family. However, Terra’s always honest and heartfelt words about struggling to tell Kendall’s sisters about how sick Kendall is and that their planned family vacation won’t include everyone because she has to stay with Kendall in the hospital cut me to the core. She’s fighting so hard with her sick baby and she’s afraid that she’s failing her other girls because she has to be with her beautiful sick princess. Maybe you’ve never had to cancel or change a vacation. Maybe your child’s needs haven’t required you to spend weeks on end in the hospital, but don’t you sometimes worry about the cost of modified life for your other children (or others you may want to have)? I know that I have. Continue reading
Gosh darn it, mamas, something’s gotta give around here! I’ve dipped into some sort of funk. I’m pretty sure my yoga pants rolled their eyes at me when I put them on (yet again) and didn’t do any yoga (yet again) last week. I’m not doing a very good job of taking care of myself right now. We’re eating out too much. I’m not exercising nearly enough and, frankly, I’ve let myself go. Continue reading
Silly me. I was thinking a vacation sounded lovely. Sure, it was to be spent with my in-laws, but I’m lucky. My in-laws are awesome. I love them all. Honest! What I wasn’t bargaining for were all of the, let’s call them “inconveniences”, along the way. Continue reading
Okay, true confession time. I’m struggling. I’m an avid blog reader and, in case you haven’t seen them, one of the things so many moms are writing right now are these lovely pieces about a particular age in childhood. What does two or four or seven, etc. mean to them and to their child. The pieces are beautiful; they’re gorgeous. I read them and I’m captivated and mesmerized by the moments that these friends of mine are sharing. I read more by mom’s I don’t know. They are just lovely and I would never take anything away from that. However, there’s a piece of me that aches as I read them. Continue reading
There we lay; three lumps in my bed. My youngest girl on my left, my youngest boy on my right; they stretched their hands across me tickling each other to stay awake. I breathed deeply and told myself not to roll my eyes. It was one of those moments when you don’t bother to say anything at all because if you dare to open your mouth a deafening scream might just escape. Continue reading
If you’re like me, most days dinner time sneaks up on you. That happened yesterday. I decided, at the last minute (when I found there was nothing to eat in our house), to make my old standby of breakfast for dinner. This usually includes scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and if the kids are lucky, frozen pancakes. Thanks Schwans! They, of course, love breakfast for dinner. What’s not to love? Scrambled eggs with cheese, bacon, and pancakes, all covered in a pool of syrup…because when the little one pours her syrup it goes everywhere. This is one of those things that I don’t fuss about because she’s learning how to do it herself (praise the Lord!) and I find if I fuss about too much syrup it only makes her want to pour more. I’m picking my battles. I figure if I buy the syrup with less sugar it’s ok, and she’ll at least then eat her eggs and get a little protein in her belly. I digress. Everyone loves breakfast for dinner. On those nights when there’s no time to wait for the pizza dude, what do you do? These are the times I love my crock pot, especially in the winter. The only caveat is that using a crock pot necessitates planning ahead…something I’m usually pretty good at doing, unless I’m totally swamped by other stuff. You know what I mean! Just throw your ingredients in the crock pot and let it simmer all day…it’ll be ready when you are. I’m sharing some of my favorite recipes with you below. I’m already drooling.
I do this white chicken chili recipe in my crock pot using frozen chicken breasts.
Potato soup, also in the crock pot.
And, some nights, when I’m feeling like we need more green in our diet, I make this broccoli dish. The recipe says it’s the best broccoli of your life…it’s pretty close. I make it when the hubs is grilling steaks. It pairs well with baked potatoes or risotto.
And then there are the cheesy ranch tater tots that are not at all healthy, but so delicious (and addicting).
So those are some of my favorite go-to recipes. Right now, I’m thinking white chicken chili sounds good (it’s really cold here!) so I’m off to Kroger to get the ingredients. Have a great day, friends!
Hey y’all, it’s that time again. Time for us at Modified Mamas to spread a little joy to you modified mamas with the help of my dear friend Beth Wyatt. It’s a pretty great one too. This time around, we’d love to get some information from you guys to help make our site as helpful as possible. To be entered in the give away, we’d love to know either your favorite kinds of posts on Modified Mamas or what you’d like to see. For instance, do you like it when we just dish about our lives, do you prefer the posts about making stuff like modified equipment or recipes or do you like our goofy posts bests? Even better, if there’s something you’d like to see or wish someone was talking about, we’d love to hear that, too! So, if you want to win the awesome bag below, just leave a comment about what you like or what you’d like to see and your name goes right in the pot–easy peasy, right? The name of everyone who comments by 10:00 pm tomorrow, December 18, 2012 will be entered into the drawing for the bag.
Without further ado, here is the awesomeness that Beth is donating to make your modified life a little happier this month. There’s a message just from her in the caption below Good luck, mamas!!!
I have been sick for over a week. It started with strep and morphed into some sort of secondary infection/autoimmune nightmare. For several days in a row I had vertigo so bad that I could barely walk around. It was terrible, not so much the being sick as the being still. I don’t DO still. I do too many things at once. I do all night cleaning marathons because I can’t seem to catch up during normal hours. I do last minute costumes, wild and manic errands with four children, multiple out of state doctors appointments in a week, and lots of fixing errors made from doing too many things at once. What I never do is sit still. Continue reading
Last night, I was lying in bed watching “Four Christmases“. Now, this movie did not win any Oscars for best picture, but it was an enjoyable movie for lulling me to sleep. I was lying there, thinking about the weekend and how Joel and I had a few moments this weekend where we just weren’t connecting and one or the other of us was in a mood. I’m not sure whom it was, as it could have been both or either of us. We just weren’t getting along very well. One of us would misspeak and the other would get hurt feelings, and I’m just going to say it: someone was pushing someone else’s buttons. There. It’s out there. Joel is a button-pusher, and I am a reactor. I may over-react and then there’s a disagreement and voices are raised. I digress. I’m watching the movie, trying to reflect on the weekend and relax when I hear Vince Vaughn say, “Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” Well, this could not be further from the truth. Continue reading
Some days, we Mamas need some advice. I had just that thing happen to me today. The school guidance counselor called to tell me about an incident that happened with my daughter, who is 5 years old. Another little kid at school said something very disturbing to her and she got really upset. Not knowing what to do as this is my first experience with this type of thing, I turned to Facebook. Usually, I know just what to do, but this one stumped me. I don’t want to really spell it out here because there may be some repercussions. I’m still waiting to talk to the principal, guidance counselor, and the teacher. Have you ever found yourself in this type of situation? Do you ever need advice from your fellow Mamas? If so, please know you can always post on our FB page and/or message us directly. You can find us on Facebook at Brandy Eckman or Nicole DeZarn. Or, find us on twitter! Either way, we are always here for our Mamas and Papas. Sometimes, we all just need an ear, or a shoulder. We are always available for our peeps!