The other Sunday, J's parents came in for the day to watch the kids and give us a little, much-needed break.
Last week was a tough week. We experienced some minor calamities around here - the worst being when P1 slid out of her stroller on the walk home from daycare one day, introducing her face to the sidewalk in rather abrupt fashion. She's fine, thank goodness, but there was a good amount of blood and tears and wailing, and the scabs on her face are a little dramatic (it has been an excuse to bust out the cute Finding Nemo bandaids, and to let her indulge in all the ice cream once we made it home).
On top of that, my favorite sweater has turned out to be a favorite dining destination for some hungry moths, J and I both had a couple of long night court shifts (including seeing my 19 year old client, a single mom with a 2 year old daughter, have bail set that she hasn't been able to post), and P1 is transitioning her nap schedule again. Add to that the regular ups and downs of a two-working-parent household with two tiny people, and I've been feeling like my tank is running on empty.
Friends! I love these little "friendsheep." Made out of organic wool, these little cuties have cut down on drying time (I can shave at least 10 minutes off a cycle and lower it from high to medium at the same time, saving energy and being a little gentler on our clothes). You can also buy them with stars or penguins on them instead of sheep (and other brands make them as well). Plus, if I add a few drops of essential oil to each little ball (I've been using my lavender essential oil), they leave our clothes (and our tiny bathroom, where the laundry and dryer are) smelling great - no need for fabric softener.
Just wanted to share my little eco-friendly dryer trick. Have you used dryer balls? Do you have a special laundry trick? Please share in the comments!
As our little ones grow, I've been thinking more about what will be the traditions and rituals that help provide structure and stability to our lives. I think back on my childhood and the rituals that marked it; a lot revolve around the holidays (and, apparently, food). The lamb with mint jelly my mom would make for Passover; my aunt Jill's "better than Robert Redford" dessert at Thanksgiving; breakfast burritos on the beach with my sister the day after Thanksgiving; going to Disneyland on my birthday (perks of growing up in Southern California!).
I had resolved awhile ago to start up on the natural deodorant (and felt subsequently quite guilty when pregnant and nursing and still hadn't made a switch and came upon some horrid parenting web site that took it as a given that no mother would subject her baby to the horrors of second-hand antiperspirants! Whoops.).
Well, after a few fits and starts, I think I'm firmly in the natural deodorant camp now. Of course, with so many more options available now, and everyone's body chemistry apparently adjusting to natural deodorants differently, I had to test out a few before finding one that would stick.
Yesterday was J's birthday. Every year, we do a mix of something-old/something-new.
Hello, my loves! Hope you all had a happy and relaxing weekend. Every weekend should be a three-day weekend, don't you think?
Highlights of this one included an impromptu visit from a dear friend from California, picking up nursery hand-me-downs from good friends (and getting to spend some quality time with their adorable baby in the process), and a long-overdue haircut for me.
I am so so excited to be pregnant, but I can't deny it's been taking a toll on me (and my back, and my feet, and my ability to sleep . . .). Plus, work has been busy and stressful, and it was time for some pampering. So I used the gift certificate J got me for my birthday and took myself to the Scott J. Aveda salon for a little me time.
*Blog more. It's been shameful, I know. With some good reasons, but not all, but one reason - technological difficulties - is being solved because J's buying me a new laptop! Since my old Mac has just about given up doing anything besides spinning wheel of death.