I've been doing a lot of posting over at the horse blog, but honestly not much has been going on other than normal life. I am battling a nasty spread of poison ivy which I acquired while trying to get yard work done on the farm. I'm on my second prescription of Prednisone and I'm pretty much slathering myself in numbing lotion 24/7.
Have some fun proression pics of this, from my trip to the ER last wednesday where I was having breathing difficulties to two days ago at my followup with my primary doctor. It's also all over my forearms and now on hte right side of my face as well as my left. Benadryl gets me through the night.
Thursday, July 5, 2018
Wednesday, May 2, 2018
Contentment
Our long winter seems to be finally ending with quite a bang as we've had a few days near 90F. The plants around us are taking advantage and blooming with a swiftness that makes it hard to remember that we were bundled up with winter jackets just a week prior and still seeing only gray and brown.
And as if to remind us that summer will be fast approaching, leaving a very short spring here in Michigan, we're already experiencing a thunderstorm with warm humidity and the chorus of peepers nearly drowning out the distant rumbles.
I'm writing this from my spot by my book nook window. I've got a view west, where all our storms come from and I've been watching the giant clouds of lightning slowly pass to the south of us. Our direct storms aren't forecast for another hour but I've enjoyed the show so far. I have other things I want to be doing, like continuing catching up on a new podcast (Critical Role Vox Machina) or some sewing.
But I've got a sick 2 year old who went to bed not long ago and I'm worried that I'll miss her cries. Even not feeling well she is spunky and kind and very attached to her routine. We crawl into bed together and she gets a kiss from Daddy and then I get a kiss from Daddy. This must happen every time. And then the lights are turned out, the cats shoo'd from the room and she and I snuggle in together.
"Mamilk?" She pats my breast and always asks, even if she forgets the please more often than not. She always asks. And I consent and she makes happy little sounds as she latches. When she's sick, I am always grateful that she still nurses, both for the comfort and the immune boosts it can provide. It's my little trick of comfort I always have tucked away and when she stops nursing a part of me will miss the guaranteed calming it gives my kids.
She's got a grasp on math already because we cannot skip the other breast, by the way. She'll stop on my right and tell me she's "all done" and then take a drink of water. Then she'll pat the other side of my chest.
"Moy?" This time I make sure she uses please. Tonight I'm worried that despite the fluid intake she's getting is good, that it isn't going to stay down and I'll end up cleaning it up later. We've already prepped her bed for that eventuality.
But we keep nursing. I play sudoku on my phone while she squeezes me rhythmically. She's finished in not too long a time and rolls over with a quiet "ni night momma". There's no protest about bed. She's tired and ill and will welcome rest in those times. I want to stay with her all night but she'll get better sleep if I leave. I just really loathe leaving her to potentially get sick and not get to the bucket in time.
But maybe if she falls asleep quickly enough the nausea will remain at bay, so I leave her room, shutting the door as quietly as possible.
And now I'm sitting by the window of a dark house, breathing in the air that smells like rain is on the way, and watching the clouds be illuminated in infrequent flashes of light. It's a peaceful night and there's honestly nowhere else I'd rather be.
And as if to remind us that summer will be fast approaching, leaving a very short spring here in Michigan, we're already experiencing a thunderstorm with warm humidity and the chorus of peepers nearly drowning out the distant rumbles.
I'm writing this from my spot by my book nook window. I've got a view west, where all our storms come from and I've been watching the giant clouds of lightning slowly pass to the south of us. Our direct storms aren't forecast for another hour but I've enjoyed the show so far. I have other things I want to be doing, like continuing catching up on a new podcast (Critical Role Vox Machina) or some sewing.
But I've got a sick 2 year old who went to bed not long ago and I'm worried that I'll miss her cries. Even not feeling well she is spunky and kind and very attached to her routine. We crawl into bed together and she gets a kiss from Daddy and then I get a kiss from Daddy. This must happen every time. And then the lights are turned out, the cats shoo'd from the room and she and I snuggle in together.
"Mamilk?" She pats my breast and always asks, even if she forgets the please more often than not. She always asks. And I consent and she makes happy little sounds as she latches. When she's sick, I am always grateful that she still nurses, both for the comfort and the immune boosts it can provide. It's my little trick of comfort I always have tucked away and when she stops nursing a part of me will miss the guaranteed calming it gives my kids.
She's got a grasp on math already because we cannot skip the other breast, by the way. She'll stop on my right and tell me she's "all done" and then take a drink of water. Then she'll pat the other side of my chest.
"Moy?" This time I make sure she uses please. Tonight I'm worried that despite the fluid intake she's getting is good, that it isn't going to stay down and I'll end up cleaning it up later. We've already prepped her bed for that eventuality.
But we keep nursing. I play sudoku on my phone while she squeezes me rhythmically. She's finished in not too long a time and rolls over with a quiet "ni night momma". There's no protest about bed. She's tired and ill and will welcome rest in those times. I want to stay with her all night but she'll get better sleep if I leave. I just really loathe leaving her to potentially get sick and not get to the bucket in time.
But maybe if she falls asleep quickly enough the nausea will remain at bay, so I leave her room, shutting the door as quietly as possible.
And now I'm sitting by the window of a dark house, breathing in the air that smells like rain is on the way, and watching the clouds be illuminated in infrequent flashes of light. It's a peaceful night and there's honestly nowhere else I'd rather be.
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
DIY Dino Dig
Saving this for later. I'll be making these for Hazel's birthday party on Saturday.
http://millionmoments.net/0201/03/diy-dino-dig-for-kids.html
http://millionmoments.net/0201/03/diy-dino-dig-for-kids.html
Monday, March 5, 2018
Out of Sorts Healthwise
I had my Novasure ablation a couple weeks ago and while recovery seemed to be swift, it jumpstarted my period two weeks early and it hasn't stopped. Things are weird, is the best way I can describe it. If this is my period it's nothing like I've ever had before, which is nice, but it also hasn't stopped, which is less nice. I've also had bad cramps to go along with it.
On Friday, while at work, what felt like a combination of constipation and uterine cramping pretty much brought me to my knees. I was sweating from the pain. I'd rate it equal to my gall bladder attacks and more severe than pitocin contractions in labor, only because I at least got a couple seconds to breath pain free between contractions. On friday it was just an unending torrent. After vomiting and promptly googling my symptoms, I shot a text to my husband to come take me to the ER. Michigan has horrid potholes right now. The drive to the hospital was basically torture. Every jolt made things worse.
We spent the afternoon there and I got an ultrasound and CT scan to be told "UTI". I also got morphine, which was nice, if surprising.
Well damn. That was awful. I've never had a UTI before that I know of and this was not what I would have expected.
I recovered through the weekend, barely eating Saturday because my belly was still tender. My poop habits were also weird, so I do wonder if it wasn't a touch of constipation as well, yet today, after having a day of normal goings (Sunday) I get to work and I was hit by the pain again, just not as bad. I took a ton of ibuprofen and it faded off again.
I still feel bloated and my metformin hasn't caused me to have my normal bathroom habits. I didn't dare get coffee because I was in too much pain when I would normally get coffee.
Things that concern me:
This period thing started the day after I did a long ride on Gwyn. I was told no sex but figured I'd be fine for riding. I wonder if I over did it? I have a followup this wednesday with my doctor to pursue this.
The period is on day 8. It started last monday and while it hasn't changed it also hasn't stopped.
It's WAY stinkier than I am normally. It makes me think complications yet the ultrasound showed normal stuff for after this surgery.
Either way, I'm glad that I'll be having my followup in a few days. I'd like to figure out what my normal is, or my new normal.
On Friday, while at work, what felt like a combination of constipation and uterine cramping pretty much brought me to my knees. I was sweating from the pain. I'd rate it equal to my gall bladder attacks and more severe than pitocin contractions in labor, only because I at least got a couple seconds to breath pain free between contractions. On friday it was just an unending torrent. After vomiting and promptly googling my symptoms, I shot a text to my husband to come take me to the ER. Michigan has horrid potholes right now. The drive to the hospital was basically torture. Every jolt made things worse.
We spent the afternoon there and I got an ultrasound and CT scan to be told "UTI". I also got morphine, which was nice, if surprising.
Well damn. That was awful. I've never had a UTI before that I know of and this was not what I would have expected.
I recovered through the weekend, barely eating Saturday because my belly was still tender. My poop habits were also weird, so I do wonder if it wasn't a touch of constipation as well, yet today, after having a day of normal goings (Sunday) I get to work and I was hit by the pain again, just not as bad. I took a ton of ibuprofen and it faded off again.
I still feel bloated and my metformin hasn't caused me to have my normal bathroom habits. I didn't dare get coffee because I was in too much pain when I would normally get coffee.
Things that concern me:
This period thing started the day after I did a long ride on Gwyn. I was told no sex but figured I'd be fine for riding. I wonder if I over did it? I have a followup this wednesday with my doctor to pursue this.
The period is on day 8. It started last monday and while it hasn't changed it also hasn't stopped.
It's WAY stinkier than I am normally. It makes me think complications yet the ultrasound showed normal stuff for after this surgery.
Either way, I'm glad that I'll be having my followup in a few days. I'd like to figure out what my normal is, or my new normal.
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
Neck Strap DIY
First, secure the strap on the non adjustable side. Some buckles are adjustable on both sides. I opted for one side fixed. |
Square and cross with a straight stitch. |
Add pyrotechnics to seal the edge of the nylon so it won't fray. |
Thread the adjustable side and seal the edge again with fire/heat. |
Test it. |
Approval! With extra length just in case. |
Bonus: I made two more belts! These are for sale and will fit a larger waist size rider. There is a black with gold geometric ribbon and a navy with teal ribbon.
It was sunny and warm today so I removed Gwyn's blanket.
We had kisses and cuddle time
*SMOOSH* |
"I nom your phone, Mom" |
Then I got itches in return for scratching her. |
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Equestrian Surcingle Belt
I follow a horse blog called DIY Horse Ownership. It's pretty much in line with my thoughts on horse ownership, and I do love to DIY something if it means it'll be cheaper. I also feel like I own the end result more, take pride in it.
In December, they posted a link on how to make your own Surcingle Belt! Now their thought process was mostly driven by cost. Mine is driven by 'what is available in my size'? Belts for riding are NOT one of them. To that end, this DIY project was right up my alley.
This belt has a waist size range of 20-32 in so perfect for kids and highly adjustable. Total cost, not including thread, needles and pins is $11.14. It took me less than an hour to make, my very first time. I consider myself an advanced beginner sewer, fwiw.
In December, they posted a link on how to make your own Surcingle Belt! Now their thought process was mostly driven by cost. Mine is driven by 'what is available in my size'? Belts for riding are NOT one of them. To that end, this DIY project was right up my alley.
I finally made a trip to Joann Fabrics (before I got sick on Saturday, it really came out of nowhere) and got some supplies. Because really, this looks like an amazing project and if I can sell some... well, that's even better! I could even market to the plus size rider group.
Tonight I finally felt well enough and had kid free time to sit down and make one. When I got the cotton belting, one of the pieces was less than a yard. Not great for an adult size belt, but perfect for Kaylee. I also found some clearance ribbon with Frozen characters which Kaylee immediately took a liking toward. So my first attempt won't be for sale, but will be for Kaylee!
While I do a basic DIY, I recommend heading to the blog link above. Their instructions are fantastic.
My short piece of belting and the clearance ribbon.
First, measure out your ribbon so it's 6 in longer than your belting. Pin the ribbon to the belting.
Sew the ribbon to the belting
Attach all the buckles and badaboom, you're done! (LOL, told you to go to the other blog)
I think Kaylee will be thrilled.
This belt has a waist size range of 20-32 in so perfect for kids and highly adjustable. Total cost, not including thread, needles and pins is $11.14. It took me less than an hour to make, my very first time. I consider myself an advanced beginner sewer, fwiw.
January Fitness Roundup
This is for accountability.
The goals I set for myself in Endomondo include treadmill walking/cardio 3x a week, yoga/core workouts 2x and 30 minutes minimum of riding each week. The 30 minutes is more to encourage me to actually get out and ride, not because I think that's near enough with my show goals for the year. I'll actually be tracking mileage.
Let's see how I did, eh?
Endomondo has a handy visual calendar we can use!
The first week is a known bust. This challenge to myself starts on the 8th
Week 1: 4 cardio, 1 horse (.33 miles), 1 day of yoga/stretching
Conclusion? Pretty good.
Week 2: 1 riding (2.53 miles), 2 cardio on the same day, 1 yoga, not as good
Week 3: 2 cardio on the same day, nothing else, bleh
Week 4: 1 awesome ride! (6.31 miles), 1 cardio session
So I was gung ho the first week on, and okay the rest. I was active every week, and that is an improvement from nothing. Each week is a fresh start!
January Mileage Total for Riding: 9.17 miles
This will only increase as I figure out scheduling and as the weather starts to improve. This is way better than January of last year.
The goals I set for myself in Endomondo include treadmill walking/cardio 3x a week, yoga/core workouts 2x and 30 minutes minimum of riding each week. The 30 minutes is more to encourage me to actually get out and ride, not because I think that's near enough with my show goals for the year. I'll actually be tracking mileage.
Let's see how I did, eh?
Endomondo has a handy visual calendar we can use!
The first week is a known bust. This challenge to myself starts on the 8th
Week 1: 4 cardio, 1 horse (.33 miles), 1 day of yoga/stretching
Conclusion? Pretty good.
Week 2: 1 riding (2.53 miles), 2 cardio on the same day, 1 yoga, not as good
Week 3: 2 cardio on the same day, nothing else, bleh
Week 4: 1 awesome ride! (6.31 miles), 1 cardio session
So I was gung ho the first week on, and okay the rest. I was active every week, and that is an improvement from nothing. Each week is a fresh start!
January Mileage Total for Riding: 9.17 miles
This will only increase as I figure out scheduling and as the weather starts to improve. This is way better than January of last year.
Thursday, January 25, 2018
A Marriage of Science and Art Supplies
To start, I cannot say enough excellent things about Well Inked Box. They are a quarterly subscription box of cultivated art supplies. Each box has a theme and the most recent was Watercolors! One of the founders is in an online support group with me and it's awesome supporting women owned small businesses! They are based in Canada and got their start through Kickstarter. They are totally passionate about writing and art supplies and really find some unique things to share in their box.
They do ship to the US and I find it's definitely worth the price. If you like what I show you here, you can use the code AMYM for 15% off! I don't get a kickback, but I like supporting my friends :)
They do ship to the US and I find it's definitely worth the price. If you like what I show you here, you can use the code AMYM for 15% off! I don't get a kickback, but I like supporting my friends :)
The box comes well packaged |
As with most subscription boxes, you get a list and description of the sample that are included with each shipment |
Watercolor Samples. |
Here's a video guide to what was in my box
All of that to say, I brought the trading card watercolor paper to work with me. We get a shipment a couple times a week (more or less) from a watercolor producer (not featured in Well Inked but I'm also not going to name them for privacy concerns) and I wanted to experiment with the colors as I test them. My challenge to myself was to only use what I had in the lab (aside from the appropriate paper) and to see what I could come up with.
So the following little cards were made with the lab supplies I had in my testing of the paints (spreaders, pipette and a rough brush plus my gloved fingers). I really liked that the cards were small. It felt less intimidating to experiment and just play and not have specific goals in mind or an image to create. I would definitely buy these cards again, or just cut up some of my larger watercolor paper into small pieces for little practice pieces.
I had fun with them! I hope you enjoy them.
This was made only with the plate spreader and the gradations of our dilutions |
Fingers and pipette only |
Rough brush |
Pipette only |
Prewet and rough brush. A very rough water scene |
Pipette only |
Pipette and fingers |
Pipette only with several dilutions |
I call this " -3 -7 " It shows the dilution strengths we use |
Fingers and pipette |
Monday, January 15, 2018
Marooned in South Carolina
Okay, so the title might be a bit dramatic, but it is somewhat accurate!
On New Year's Day we woke the kids up super early and headed to the airport for two quick flights to Myrtle Beach, SC. My parents have retired and purchased a house near, but not on, the beach just outside of Myrtle Beach. This was to be our holiday visit to them. As it so happens, we brought the ridiculously cold weather with us, though we avoided the terrible negative temperatures in Michigan.
It was supposed to be a fairly quick trip. Fly down on Monday, return Friday. With the storms all along the east coast, and a connection in Newark, NJ, we ended up not getting home until very late Tuesday, 4 days after our original return. Third time was the charm, apparently, and all it took was a sacrifice of a water bottle to the Myrtle Beach Airport and the purchase of another carry on to hold all of our shit.
Ah, life with kids.
Despite all that, it was a nice trip to see my parents. I will agree with my husband though, from now on if we can't get a direct flight there and back, we're just going to drive.
On New Year's Day we woke the kids up super early and headed to the airport for two quick flights to Myrtle Beach, SC. My parents have retired and purchased a house near, but not on, the beach just outside of Myrtle Beach. This was to be our holiday visit to them. As it so happens, we brought the ridiculously cold weather with us, though we avoided the terrible negative temperatures in Michigan.
It was supposed to be a fairly quick trip. Fly down on Monday, return Friday. With the storms all along the east coast, and a connection in Newark, NJ, we ended up not getting home until very late Tuesday, 4 days after our original return. Third time was the charm, apparently, and all it took was a sacrifice of a water bottle to the Myrtle Beach Airport and the purchase of another carry on to hold all of our shit.
Ah, life with kids.
Despite all that, it was a nice trip to see my parents. I will agree with my husband though, from now on if we can't get a direct flight there and back, we're just going to drive.
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