Months before the robots gave word that they decided to pull the plug, I changed my status to read “(x) is thankful for this community.”
I stumbled across this site in 2006 and didn’t think much of it at the time. I certainly never anticipated it becoming a place that I would visit several times a week, and that it would be populated by people who I know a lot about, even if I don’t know their real names.
This community has helped me by being supportive and encouraging when I’ve needed it the most, and by helping me focus on certain goals, and reminding me of other things that are important.
I will miss 43things, and I’m especially going to miss the sense of community we’ve built up. I know there is popclogs and the facebook group, and I’m happy that we’ll be able to stay in touch, but that doesn’t mean I’m not mourning this loss.
It is my hope that popclogs will grow into something that can fill the void, and that I can comfortably be active there, in time.
I will miss you, my 43things friends. Thank you for all that you have given me!
Some friends were reading this, and I decided to join them.
It’s fiction, but still on the heavy side. Plowing through this book at the expense of keeping house has made me realize how much I miss reading on a regular basis.
I’ve read this a few times before, and I’ll keep coming back.
Having the book read to me seems to really help me find the time to read – I listen while F and I go for a walk.
It’s no secret that I love breast feeding, and it should go without saying that I’m in love with my daughter.
She continues to love solid foods, but I think we both enjoy the comfort of cuddling in bed nursing.
Not much else to add; things are great.
And it makes me want to cry.
Other messages and posts here have made me cry over the years, but this one is different.
I love this site, and though I may be busy in my day to day life, I think about it often and love having it to archive certain facets of my life.
I also love the community that has formed here. So many of you have helped me in ways that are really big, even life changing.
I guess I’ll see you all on the other side.
And so it begins..
Earlier this week, F’s passport came in the mail.
She wants only to eat it, but I’m excited to have her receive her first two stamps in the very near future.
I have heard from so many people who could not finish this book, or who otherwise greatly disliked it.
Not the best book I have ever read, but I enjoyed this book, and I enjoyed this series. I liked the ending, and found I could relate to it much more than I was expecting to.
I’ve had moments where I’ve thought that this is the beginning of the end, and in a few ways, it is. I may be determined to meet this goal, but if both my child and my body do not cooperate, I don’t think this is possible.
F LOVES solid foods. I hope she always remains so open to trying new foods.
I also severely underestimated the emotional component to breastfeeding. Now that she is a little older and bigger, I feel like I’ve got people asking me every week when I’m going to wean her. And truth be told, I DON’T WANT TO wean her because I love the quiet time we share snuggled together on our bed. The nutritional and health/immunity benefits are great too.
On Sunday, F turned 7 months. I weighed in at 136 pounds which means not only have I lost 50 pounds since the day she was born, but also that I only have one more pound to go.
And now that the weather is getting nicer, I’m out and about walking more. I’m feeling pretty good.
We met yesterday and talked about our plans to raise laying hens, dairy goats, vegetables, and fruit trees/bushes.
They were more easygoing than I thought they would be; we just need to be able to show proof that, starting this summer, we are working at making our land into a small scale farm (and thus earning our agricultural tax rates).
I saw some of this at the market the other day and recalling how it was on a weekly grocery list for a family I used to nanny for, I decided to buy some and take it out for a spin.
I cleaned it, cut it into more manageable pieces, and sauteed it with garlic, ginger, salt, and a little sesame oil. I then combined that with (sauteed) mushrooms, carrots, onion, water chestnuts, and tofu served with a little udon in broth.
I found it to be underwhelming, and I have to wonder what the big deal is. I do admit though that I did no research or reading up on using this ingredient.
In 4-6 weeks, we’ll have F’s passport in hand, and this goal will be complete.
As of about noon today, The Husband and I are now proud owners of a decent-sized piece of dirt that is just waiting for us to turn it into something that will nourish our lives.
So, I’ve got one per month for 2014.. not great, but given the numerous other things we’ve got going on, I’m happy with it.
And last Friday, The Husband, Baby F, my brother, his wife, and I flew out to surprise her. In AZ, we were joined by all five of my cousins and two of my aunts. It was a great weekend, and Gma and I got some good talks in.
We’ve got our tall stack of cash, and we will be exchanging it for about 14 acres next Tuesday morning.
We’re all really excited about this.. even our 6 month old daughter and our two cats. I’m even more excited to move into the next phase of this goal.
On our walk yesterday, we swung by the post office to get an application and then headed to the Daley Center to get F’s birth certificate.
All that is left to do is fill out the application, walk over to the post office with F and The Husband, and submit our app and fees. Hopefully, this will be happening on Tuesday after we take care of some other important business.
F is happy and healthy and up until last weekend, exclusively breastfed.
Her first taste of solid foods was a mashed up bit of carrot that her uncle fed to her, and since then, she has devoured about half an avocado and tried a bite of banana.
After overcoming a few small hurdles, breast feeding is a piece of cake now. I can’t believe six months have passed since she was born, and that she & I are halfway to reaching this goal!
Yesterday, we booked our flights for our trip to Cartagena.
That added some fuel to my desire to complete this goal, and so today, I took F to get her passport photos taken.
We’re one step closer to her having her passport and me having this goal complete.
And I ended up sending my hair to Pantene’s Beautiful Lengths program instead of Locks of Love.
At any rate though, my hair is growing longer and my bag full of pony tails has been sent off in the mail.