A Friday ritual inspired by SouleMama. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
While I am in the resolution mood, I am revamping my health.
Well, that is not quite accurate. I have been striving to make and serve healthy food in this house since I got pregnant the first time, fourteen years ago. There is nothing like motherhood to start one on a journey to the ideal diet. So we eat pretty good. However, I have my vices. Coffee, chocolate, late night snacking, and of course, my sweet tooth, all negate to some extent the kombucha, organic produce, grass fed beef, and other basic healthy foods that make up our diet. And the pregnancies necessitated some short cuts that we no longer need.
I know it sounds cliche at this time of year, but I really mean it. And just like I stick to my knitting resolutions every year, I can stick to these, too. Wanna hear it?
1. Coffee and tea are vehicles for sugar and cream. I don’t need them like I think that I do. Therefore, I will abstain from both coffee and tea. I will reward myself at the end of each week with one cup on Saturday morning. Exceptions – holidays and hostessing
2. Chocolate is my downfall. I will not buy it. I will not stock it. If I am given some, I will appreciate it and savor it slowly. Exceptions – holidays
3. Snacking. I know for a fact that if I eliminate all eating after 7 pm I will loose weight. I am allowed one healthy snack in the afternoon to take the place of my usual afternoon coffee. This snack will be healthy – an apple or some celery in peanut butter, for example.
4. I will return our diet to more closely resemble the Nourishing Traditions model. More lacto-fermentation, more broths, more heathy fats. Less grains and processed/prepared foods. Only raw or cultured dairy products.
5. I will drink more water. I will drink when am snacky, drink when I want coffee, drink all day long.
6. I will be more active. Whether jumping on the trampoline with the kids, going for a walk to the store, or doing an aerobics video, I will get my body moving in some way each day.
7. I will try to eat seasonally, traditionally, and locally. (I just read Full Moon Feast and I am inspired)
8. I will keep a food journal so that I will be forced to be more honest with myself about what I put in my body and so that I can learn how food affects my health, my mood, and my life.
I post this here as a reminder to me. I may need to come back and read it again. And again.
This is my year to be healthy.
Every year I designate a theme of some sort. Just a little goal to spur my creativity on and keep my knitting or spinning fresh and new. I have been very satisfied with the results.
The Year of the Sweater (2010) yielded me a nice stack of handknit sweaters.
The Year of the Stash (2011) saved me tons of money, taught me to use some ingenuity when matching patterns to the yarn I had on hand, and still left me with a cabinet full of stash!
The Year of Spinning (2012) was when I added spinning to my fiber obsession, adding a new dimension to my passion for knitting.
Last year could be called The Year of Survival. While I didn’t make any declarations last New Years, I did get some fun things done.
I did some knitting -
I did some spinning -
And I did some knitting with my handspun -
And that’s not even all of it! Pretty good for vomiting the first half of the year and nursing a baby the second, huh?
So, now it comes to 2014. What to do? I have a few ideas flitting around.
Knit only from my handspun for the year?
Only have one WIP at a time?
Set some kind of goal for each month. Say, every month I have to knit a sweater, a shawl, a pair of socks, or what have you?
Another stash down? Lord knows I need it!
A Christmas focused year?
Or maybe a mixture of the above.
Okay. I got it. Are you ready?
This year. Twenty-fourteen is The Year of This and That. And it goes a little something like this:
Each month I will -
1. knit something from my handspun
2. knit a christmas gift or christmas decoration (The Blessing still needs a stocking, I want to make each kid an ornament, and the nativity scene needs some sheep, for example)
3. spin one braid (at least)
4. keep my yarn/fiber purchases to the bare minimum (an unofficial stash down of sorts)
and 5. keep my WIPs to a minimum, say….. four. Yeah. Four is good.
That sounds do able but also challenging. And productive.
Ready. Set. Begin.
What’s that? I am six days late? My apologies to all of you who rang in the new year on time, but I am just getting around to it. We have been the reluctant hosts of a nasty little stomach bug since before Christmas and I am just too happy that we are all not barfing any more to care that Christmas and New Years were a total bust this year. At last, today, six days late, I start the new year. Today the kids begin their second term of school, I begin living up to various resolutions (both knitting and food related), and here on the blog, I recap the old and ring in the new. So….
Happy New Year!
I’ve got to fess up and tell you that I have been a bit blue looking over the last year. Twenty-thirteen was a toughy. I spent the first six months of the year suffering through a pregnancy that I was still struggling to accept, a pregnancy which culminated in the birth of our blessing, and her subsequent diagnosis, hospital stay, and breastfeeding/weight gain issues. I was just starting to feel better and The Blessing was putting on weight and eating well when that Christmas sickness knocked us all down again. It was very discouraging.
These things were made harder to bear by the extremely tight finances. With very little money to play with on special occassions, our 15th Anniversary was a dud, my birthday was practically ignored, and our Christmas was meager. Then there was the time when my wallet was stolen, along with two weeks worth of grocery money in it. And the time my credit card was used at a hotel in Conneticut (hint: I live in California).
To top it all off, close friends suffered also this year, and I grieved sorely for broken marriages, lost babies, and empty wallets.
But it is as they say, that every cloud has a silver lining.
The pregnancy that I didn’t want and that I suffered greatly through, gave me the most amazing blessing that anyone could ask for. Her birth was exactly as I had wanted, her smile makes my heart ache with happiness, and her life is more precious than anything.
The hospital stay was probably the scariest thing that I have ever endured, but it was only a week long. The Blessing’s Down syndrome did not come with any life threatening conditions and did not require heart surgery, feeding tubes, or long term medical care. Though she was born with TMD (a form of leukemia), it was gone before she was discharged from the hospital. Our baby is now a healthy, happy six month old.
Down syndrome has not been the life changer that I thought it was going to be. So far, The Blessing has not been delayed at all, and she is very much a normal baby, with only her regular therapy sessions to remind us that she does, indeed, have an extra chromosome. Well, that and her eyes, her gorgeous, blue, almond-shaped eyes.
When my wallet was stolen and we had no idea how we were going to buy food for the next two weeks, I told the kids that this was our chance to see how God takes care of His children. We prayed and asked for Him to provide for us. And He did. People heard what had happened and started giving us money. A little here, a little there, and in less than a week we had more than we had lost!
On Christmas morning, after the stockings were opened and breakfast was eaten, we opened our front door to find that someone had piled up a Christmas miracle on our doorstep. Gifts of socks, shirts, and sweaters for everyone, a big box of food, and an envelope containing a Costco gift card and a typed note. I seriously cried as I watched the kids open these very unexpected gifts.
I realize now, looking back over 2013, that I can see it two different ways. I can see it with my blue lenses, my woe-is-me glasses, and cry over all the hardship that I endured. Oh, what a struggle it was to get through this past year! Oh, the things that I have had to endure! Oh, the trials that I have faced!
Or, I can instead put on my rose colored glasses, my life-is-good lenses, and see how it really was.
Even in my discontent, God provides.
Even in my weakness, He shows me his strength.
Even in my trials, He comforts me.
And, honestly, if that was the worst year of my life, then I have had it pretty easy.
So here I am at the start of a fresh, new year. I have great hopes for this year. I’m going to be healthy and strong. I have creative goals and personal goals. I have ideas for homeschooling and memory making and training our kids up in the way that they should go. But I also have the memory of a very tough year to remind me that even when things don’t go the way that I hope they will, God is always in control and He has me in His very capable hands.
You left gifts on our doorstep,
And filled our pantry with good things to eat,
You put grocery money in my wallet,
And socks on the kids feet,
I don’t know who it was that did it,
And I can’t hug you tight,
You chose to remain a secret,
Playing Santa on Christmas Eve night
We were so surprised to find it all,
Piled up outside our door,
I stood with tears filling my eyes,
My kids opened gifts on the floor,
The clothes all fit perfectly,
The food is exactly what I’d get,
You made our Christmas magical,
One that we will never forget,
The Fraggle has a handknit Christmas stocking in time for Christmas! (Whew!)
If only I could stop having babies long enough to get caught up on the Christmas stockings!
For my brother and sister in law’s annual white elephant christmas party, I made a beard.
My grandma was the first to open it. I cannot tell you how dissappointed I am that the picture did not turn out. My grandma. With a thick brown beard. Hilarious.
This beard was then passed around a bit before it landed on my sister’s boyfriend’s face. Hilarious.
Best. Gift idea. Ever.
Ravelry project page hereYou’re welcome.
“Dale and Dolly” is the collaborative work of The Bookworm and I. After I sketch out my idea in goofy little stick figures and scrawled lines of dialog, I hand it over to my thirteen year old daughter who works her magic. Her attention to detail and sense of humor make this comic strip what it is and I give her all the credit for this amazing series.
I absolutely adore the nativity set that we use (Evi Nativity Set found here). I have been collecting it piece by piece over the last couple of years and still don’t have all of it. What I do have, though, gets lots of love. And I enjoy finding it in the interesting arrangements that the kids are known to leave it in. Like this one that I entitled “Joseph, Mary, and Angel are all really into Jesus!”
yet still looks gorgeous on the coffee table.
I need to knit some better sheep, though.