Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

See you all tomorrow after Jay and I recover from sugar induced comas. Teagan will also have to recover from a second hand sugar coma of her own and Nathan will most likely still be in a sugar coma .

Hope everyone has a blessed Halloween!

Christina, Jay, Nathan, Teagan, and Jay's super cool Garbage Pail Kids "Adam Bomb" pumpkin!


Saturday, October 30, 2010

Twas the night before Halloween

'Twas the night before Halloween when all through the house
Preparations were underway by everyone, including my spouse.
The cake pops were dipped in chocolate and set aside with care,
Hoping to avoid an orange tabby cat's stare.
Nathan was nestled all snug in his bed,
while on mama's chest is where Teagan rested her head.
And as I dream of Christmas and presents to wrap
Daddy lays on the sofa taking a Halloween eve catnap.
When out on the sidewalk there arose such a clatter,
Nathan's painted pumpkins were brought inside so it didn't matter.

Man I didn't realize how long that poem would be. If I continue, it will no longer be the night before Halloween by the time I publish. Perhaps I will continue where I left off next Halloween. Nathan being sick has been exhaustingso I am going to rest now...I still have some last minute touches to make on the costumes and desserts for tommorow. Be safe tomorrow, and don't forget to brush your teeth after all the candy.

Friday, October 29, 2010

It's Abstract

I know you've all been dying to know what colors Nathan used to create his pumpkin masterpieces. Well...maybe you haven't exactly been dying to know but in case you have been...he used all the colors, no brown and black though because that's too boring and "uncolorful".

It's art, well abstract art...

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...and I love it!

painting pumpkins

Now I am going to take a short break from suctioning boogers and head to the store. I need to get some supplies to make treats for a Halloween party this Sunday!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Masterpiece(s) in the making

What's a boy to do when he's come down with a cold and his mama won't let him play with (and infect) his best buddy?

We had been planning all week to meet our friends at a super cool indoor play place and arcade today but, knowing that Nathan is coughing up all sorts of crap, I decided to quarantine him. I couldn't be a hypocrite since one of my biggest pet peeves is when parents bring their children out or send them to school knowing that they are ill and contagious.

So back to my original question, what's a boy to do...? Paint pumpkins, in his diaper, of course!

painting pumpkins-3

I set Nathan up to create his masterpiece and with one single stroke of a foam paintbrush he made it known that he would be creating more than one masterpiece. Nathan quickly laid claim to every single pumpkin on the table.

painting pumpkins

Extremely focused, he smeared paint all over his pumpkins. So what colors did my little van Gogh select? And how did his masterpieces turn out? I guess we will have to wait until the pumpkins dry to see!

painting pumpkins-2

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

He caught the bug

As soon as Nathan recovers from one thing, he comes down with something else. He caught "the bug", my bug to be more specific and I feel terrible. Who started that saying anyway? Colds are caused by viruses not bacterial "bugs". Although now that Nathan has the cold it could very well create a the perfect environment for the bacteria in his lungs to thrive.

I noticed that he was coming down with something last night because he developed a low grade fever, was irritable, congested, started tugging his ear/holding his head, and he fell asleep at 6 pm (not very Nathan-like).

I hate that I am the one to have given him (and Teagan) the cold when I'm always on guard trying to protect him, looking for watery eyes / runny noses and listening for coughs wherever we go. Now I guess I wait and see if it makes its way into my husband.

I kicked the cold in 4 days, I am sure it will take Nathan much longer. I feel so bad and heartbroken for him. What do I tell the boy who is constantly asking to see his best friend? He totally does not understand that he is sick and that this is not normal. I am wondering if he thinks this is his "normal", just a more severe "normal"?

Tuesday, October 26, 2010


This morning I woke up fully recovered from a cold. It was the quickest I have ever recovered - 4 days! Unfortunately I am now nursing my youngest one through a cold of her own and keeping my fingers crossed that it doesn't spread to Nathan at all.

In the meantime I am thinking about how Nathan will tolerate wearing his Mickey Mouse costume this weekend. He is practicing his "trick or treating" with his Thomas the Train Halloween bucket and is loving what this one phrase gets him in return.

And no, neither one of these boys are dressing up as Buzz Lightyear for Halloween but perhaps they should have.

pumpkin party

Thanks to Ayden's cousin, Liam, for sharing his costume, it was a big hit. I love these boys together, they could seriously be the Three Musketeers in real life.

pumpkin party-2

Monday, October 25, 2010

Sing-A-Ma-Jigs: The perfect way to entertain an infant

Sing-A-Ma-Jigs. What can I say, they absolutely ridiculous and annoying, but once you start squeezing their bellies you can't stop. Our friends Kelly and Timmy got one for Nathan and one for Teagan and we, meaning Jay and I, are obsessed. Nathan fished them out of his toy box this morning so I guess they are beginning to grow on him too.

They really are adorable toys, their little mouths open up when you squeeze them to match the sounds. Although you can't see the faces, here is a video of Teagan enjoying some Sing-A-Ma-Jig harmony and chatter:

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Counting my blessings

This morning I think about all the difficult times I've been through, horrible life situations that could have caused me to shut down completely. Seeing my mother suffer with reoccurring bouts of cancer through most of my middle school and high school years and then losing her as a freshman in college, that sucked. Having my first born child diagnosed with a life shortening genetic disease at one month old, devastating.

It would have been so easy for me to give up. Life isn't easy but life is good. I have to understand that everyone deals with hardships in their life. God doesn't give us anything we can't handle. He knew that we would be the best parents to care for Nathan. I am so thankful to have Nathan in my life. And although his disease bites the big one it has made me a better person, more appreciative for the small things in life. Sometimes on the most difficult of days, I pause and say to my husband, "I want to remember this moment forever."

So on this Sunday morning I count my blessings and am adding a new one to the list...

Teagan's sweat test was completely normal!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Bounce house in the house!

What have we started? Our entire living room is currently occupied by a bounce house. Nathan turns it on all by himself whenever he feels like bouncing. If we attempt to put it away I am certain a royal fit will follow. The compressor makes it difficult to hear anything in the house but creates perfect white noise for Teagan.


So although we have an entire room out of commission because of this bounce house, it does help expel some of Nathan's infinte energy. And as a side note, I swear that my son does where clothes on occasion, he just prefers being as naked as possible.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Fighting Over Treatments

First let me say, it's not what you think.

Treatment time is an inconvenience for all parties involved. It means getting an active 2 year old to sit still for an 30-40 minutes. It means planning our day so we have time for treatments before leaving the house. It means being late for almost every appointment. It means being creative to make treatment time "fun".

I have fought Nathan over treatments many times during the course of the past two years. Remember this video? Well you can see that at times Nathan needed to be "restrained" during treatments, sometimes using my arms and legs to keep him still and to keep the nebulizer mask on his face. Some days he screams for the duration of the treatment session, I hate it! But on the same token I accept all of this because treatments are helping to keep my son's lungs healthy. And this is important because I want his lungs to be in tip top shape when they find a cure for this dreadful disease.

But recently the fight over treatments has evolved. Nathan has been trained by his daddy and now holds his own nebulizer cup for the entire treatment session. He won't let me hold the cup even if I try to take it from him. He does get "two bean" at the beginning of the treatment and knows daddy will give him two more beans at the end of the treatment, which may be an influencing factor.

But the "fight" gets better.

Yesterday we started his treatments as usual. The vest began its 30 minute program and at the same time Nathan held the neb cup for his albuterol and hypertonic saline. When the vest automatically shut off at the end of its program I got up to turn the nebulizer off. Nathan firmly told me "turn ON! Mama". Dumbfounded I did exactly that, I turned the compressor back on. Apparently I've been turning the compressor off too soon. Nathan then held the cup and the mask in place until the hypertonic saline started to sputter and continued to hold it until nothing but air was flowing.

Those medications are good to the last drop!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Gearing up for Halloween

We are still gearing up for Halloween in our house. It is my second favorite holiday to decorate for, the first favorite being Christmas! I just ordered Teagan's Christmas stocking last week, but I was talking about Halloween.

Frankenstein is already waiting in our foyer to welcome visitors, or perhaps some sneaky fingers. A pumpkin cookie jar, in the shape of a snowman, is perched on our kitchen counter right next to a pumpkin shaped candy dish, candy-less for now.


All sorts of tin jack-o-lanterns can be found in carefully selected locations, or should I say all over the house with Nathan's toys in them.

And Halloween costumes are underway. Gasp, I purchased Nathan's costume this year but am making Teagan's costume, not from scratch. This one should be easy, but can you guess what Nathan and Teagan are dressing up as for Halloween this year?


Unfortunately, Jay and I will not be dressing up this year. We figured it was more important for our children to have costumes but here are our family costumes from the past two years:

Halloween 2008: Super Mario, Princess Peach, Yoshi
Halloween 2009: Batman, Catwoman, Robin

Are you all set for Halloween? What are you/your children dressing up as?

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Crazy Clinic Day

Which means I am running around the house, gathering medical papers, finishing treatments, and trying to make it out of the door on time. On the plus side - I managed to brush my hair!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Biological Imperatives

"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
before your were born I set you apart;
I appointed you as a prophet to the nations." -Jeremiah 1:5
Using the above verse from the Bible as a reference, God considers us to be conscious humans before we are born. So if that is the truth, which in my opinion most definitely is, then how can we justify treating babies the way we do during and directly following childbirth? Being formed within the mother, comforted by the sound of her voice and kept warm by her body, then taken away in some circumstances rather violently with the use of instruments (forceps, vacuum, etc) and sometimes not returned to the mother for days. This has not been my experience with either of my births but it makes me sad for both the mother and the baby to know that in many countries, including here in the US, this type of practice is not uncommon.

"Pregnancy and birth are times of great vulnerability for the mother and phenomenal physical and mental growth for the baby" - Barbara Harper
To me it sounds like childbirth can be a "make or break" situation. Depending on the type of experience, the birth can have a lasting impact on both the emotional state of the mother and the physical, emotional, and mental state of a child.

I had the great privilege of attending a conference over the weekend presented by Barbara Harper, world renowned gentle birth and water birth advocate. The conference was entitled
“Keeping the Faith – Remembering God’s Presence in the Birth Room.”

This post is my personal somewhat discombobulated interpretation of what was presented, if you would like to learn more about gentle birth choices I recommend you read Barbara Harper's book and make your own conclusions. I plan to read my autographed copy in my spare time. That last sentence literally made me laugh out loud - Spare time? I am not quite sure that exists anymore. It is not a secret that I love to keep myself overly busy, whether it be taking on one too many sewing (or woodworking*) projects, or challenging myself with new photography poses, or spending an entire day making a mess of my kitchen, I just love accomplishing things. But I would really like to read this book even if I only read a couple of pages here and there while I am nursing.

Anyway, the first thing that really made an impression on me is how a baby has two biological imperatives, both of which can be accomplished by the baby without any assistance. The first is to be born and the second is to attach to the breast. How can a baby be born without assistance? Doesn't the baby need to be reminded when he misses his due date and be told when to be born by having labor induced? Absolutely not! Teagan arrived perfectly healthy "one week late", according to some of what I consider to be partially erroneous calculations. I may have been getting uncomfortable at 41 weeks pregnant but I was not in a hurry to birth my baby before she was ready. The discomfort of being 41 weeks pregnant is not much different than the discomfort of being 40 weeks pregnant.

A woman I met at the conference informed me that the growing trend for celebrities, in terms of preventing damage to their bodies, is to schedule cesarean sections as early as 6 months and leave the rest to science? That {personal opinion to follow} disgusts me.

Moving on. The second biological imperative is to attach to the breast, which can also be accomplished by the baby without assistance. I remember watching a video recommended by fellow CF and BFing mama, Kacie, about the breast crawl. If I remember correctly, it was this video.

It was actually the above video that showed me the differences observed in the baby in medicated vs. unmedicated labors that made me want to have an unmedicated birth in the first place. The babies who were products of medicated births and were removed from the mother for cleaning, measurements, and other medical procedures had a much different initiation to breastfeeding.

Don't get me wrong, I know people who did have pain medications, I did myself for my first birth, but there is still a way to make birth more gentle and less traumatic for the baby. Teagan's water birth was gentle but could have been more gentle in retrospect. We made the personal decision to avoid the hepatitis B vaccination in the hospital because we did not want Teagan's first impression of the world to be of painful medical procedures. But even though we opted against that vaccination, there was still what I consider to be trauma - injection of vitamin K for blood clotting (which could have also been declined, unfortunately it was a decision we were unprepared to make) and newborn screening heel prick (which we were completely reliant on for the early detection and possible diagnosis of Cystic Fibrosis).

Even so, these medical procedures and injections do not have to be implemented in the first hour after birth. The babies second biological imperative is to attach to the breast. This can't be accomplished while contained in what Barbara Harper refers to as "the box" under a heat lamp. {side note: Barbara Harper has some incredible sense of humor, I did not anticipate laughing so much at a "birth conference"}

When Teagan was born, I grabbed her out of the water and placed her upon my chest but after several minutes her color remained blue and she needed some medical attention. I am so appreciative that I had an assertive midwife in the room to advocate for me {and my baby, who does have real needs even right after birth}.

The nurses have a checklist of things they need to accomplish after a baby is born including "the first bath" but how dirty can a baby get in the hour after being born? Thank God again for my midwife, who made sure Teagan resumed her rightful place on my chest as soon as she was no longer blue and in need of "medical attention".
Mothers and babies should be together, skin to skin, immediately after birth for several reasons. Not only is the baby happier but biologically, the baby's heart rate, breathing rate, and body temperature are all more stable. It is also important for the baby to be colonized by the same bacteria as the mother rather than the bacteria of "the box".

I could continue to write about this topic all day but I think I've rambled written enough for now. But I will leave you with this...What did you see when you first looked into the eyes of your children?

teagan park-1 copy

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Gentle Birth Choices

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My little water baby had the opportunity of a lifetime this weekend, she meet Barbara Harper. Unfortunately she slept through the introduction. Barbara Harper must also have a gentle voice because Teagan slept through most of the conference, which means I was able to listen and gain insight from an inspirational woman ... But more on this tomorrow, I have a sleepy boy who is awaiting his treatments.

Friday, October 15, 2010

What It Means To Be Loved

A long time friend shared this song with me because she knows what my husband and I have gone through these past several years. She was with us during the happy times like when we excitedly announced we were pregnant for the first time and when we welcomed a seemingly healthy baby boy into our family. But she was also around for the not so bright and shiny times, like when my husband and I each found out we were carriers of cystic fibrosis and when Nathan was ultimately diagnosed with the disease.

I am posting this song by Christian singer and song writer, Mark Schultz on my website for two reasons. First, it is a beautiful song. Second, it exemplifies the decision we were faced with not too long ago about whether we wanted to continue our pregnancy, knowing that our son may be born and live with a deadly disease, or to abort and terminate our son's life. For us the decision was a no brainer, just like in the song, we wanted to keep our son for as long as God would allow and pour our love into him so he can one day not too soon go to Heaven and know "what it means to be loved".

Thursday, October 14, 2010

no hayrides

We went to the pumpkin patch yesterday and realized they only have hayrides on the weekends but that didn't mean we had to go home. We still could have fun our friends at the farm.


I absolutely adore these boys and the love they have for each other!


With no hayride service, we couldn't get to the pumpkin field but they did create a pumpkin patch on the lot where people could "pick" pumpkins during the week. And although we couldn't agree to pick pumpkins in such artificial conditions that didn't mean we couldn't snap away with our cameras.


And I couldn't forget my littlest pumpkin, who spent most of the day yesterday screaming and wide awake. But you wouldn't believe me judging by the photographs below. She put on her happy face and posed just long enough to make me into a liar.


But how could I be upset? She is my little pumpkin, screaming or sleeping. Either way she is perfect to me.


Oh, and Landyn was there too with two of Nathan's favorite buddies - Ayden's Uncle Chris and Ayden's Daddy Wally.

chris landyn


See you on a weekend, pumpkins!!! We will be back to pick you!!!


Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Monday, October 11, 2010

Remember God in the Birth Room

A little over a month ago, I experienced what natural childbirth was like. I am not knocking medicated births by any means. I gave birth to Nathan with the help of an epidural and still had a great experience, but this is because I fought the contractions and knew no other way to manage the pain.

When I got pregnant for the second time I decided to research natural unmedicated childbirths. My decision to go natural was not made immediately but as I continued to read books I came to the realization that natural childbirth is natural and entirely possible. God doesn't make mistakes. He knew exactly what He was doing when he designed the female body to bear children and the body will know exactly what to do when the time of birth draws near.

So based upon this knowledge I decided to experience birth as God intended it to be. I am not saying birth is pain free but with the calming influences of my husband and midwife, Teagan's birth was truly a blessing. That being said, I am appreciative to have had both my husband for emotional support and a midwife to help me work with my body rather than against it.

When I found out that my midwives left the group they were associated with to begin their own practice I immediately thought, "You go girls!", but then I began to wonder if that little change would prevent me from continuing my care with them in the future. It's amazing that health insurance dictates so many aspects of life. But then again I am not pregnant at the moment so I have a little time before I need to figure that all out again.

But I digress. The point of this post is to share my excitement for an upcoming conference, Keeping the Faith: Bringing God into the Birth Room, hosted by my midwives. Conference presenter, Barbara Harper, has been researching water birth and gentle birth for nearly 30 years and is the author Gentle Birth Choices. Her expertise in this area cannot be denied. Having lectured in many countries all over the world, Barbara has established herself as a leading authority on gentle and water birth.

So this Saturday, October 16th, I will be attending this conference {Teagan too!} to learn exactly how God intended birth to be experienced. It is a once in a lifetime opportunity and I wanted to share the information in case anyone else was interested.

The particulars of the conference can be found on the website of the Hackettstown Midwives. You can still register by email {until Thursday} and pay at the door. The cost of the conference is $25 but I hear there is going to be some delicious catered food. Let me know if Teagan and I will see you there!

Keeping the Faith: Remembering God in the Birth Room"
Speaker: Barbara Harper
October 16, 2010
9:00am to 5:00pm
Breakpoint Church, Route 46, Hackettstown, New Jersey

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Buddy Ayden

These little boys are growing up to be such great friends. We had Ayden, and his family, over Friday night and Nathan has been repeatedly asking to "see buddy Ayden" again.

buddy ayden

I love watching how their relationship matures with time. They are now at a point where they pretty much entertain themselves. Friday night, the little boys were playing together nicely while the big boys (daddies) were playing wii and the mommies were designing an invitation for baby Landyn's baptism.

The little boys were so quiet that I was almost worried they were up to no good. The last thing I needed was for something else to get broken or destroyed in the house so, although I didn't want to disrupt them if they were playing nicely, I had to take a peek into the playroom. What I saw was two perfectly angelic boys playing nicely with separate toys. It was funny because they were each in their own world playing but were happy to be together in the same room. I like that I don't have to worry as much about the hair pulling, toy stealing, and tackling each other to the ground behavior.

The big boys played nicely too. Jay is a multitasking extraordinaire...

jay wii

How did he get so good at multitasking? Lots and lots of practice of course.

jay ps2 nathan

Thursday, October 7, 2010


As you can see below someone is feeling quite refreshed around here.


Nathan is doing well on his Bactrim and seems to be bouncing back from his most recent illness. I am happy to have my cheerful, energetic, water obsessed little boy back. He is always searching for "women pools" (swimming pools) wherever he goes, usually in the form of puddles, but today he discovered that the big object on Grandpa Frank's deck is called a hot tub and it is filled with water (for once!).

And while I spent the afternoon working on getting my photography website put together, Nathan napped and most likely dreamt of swimming in the hot warm tub. Although it is also quite possible that he dreamt of the movie, Elf which we has been playing on loop these past couple of days. I usually like to get past Halloween before jumping full speed into Christmas but if it makes Nathan happy I will go with it.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010


Nathan is feeling much better today, no longer lethargic or feverish. Getting him to swallow two teaspoons of Bactrim twice a day is going to be a challenge over the course of the next two weeks since he is not crazy about the flavor.

Any change to his normal routine is always a challenge, for a few days at least. But change is something that Nathan is just going to have to get used to. We are always adding and taking away medications and treatments, whether it be a month of TOBI (inhaled antibiotic) here and there or oral antibiotics or additional vest and nebulizer treatments throughout the day.

Today we are adding yet another nebulized medication to his daily routine. And the medication we are adding is...drumroll...



You may remember that I was very interested in Nathan beginning Pulmozyme after I attended the CF Conference back in April. I discussed this medication with Nathan's pulmonologist once before but he did not think it was necessary based on lack of efficacy studies in patients as young (and even younger) than Nathan. Even though I let the subject go at the time, I kept wondering if Nathan could be doing better on Pulmozyme.

When he got sick this time around, I realized (with a little help from a friend) that it was time to address the subject again. This time when the pulmonologist starting talking about efficacy studies, I asked about the safety of the drug (knowing myself that it has been declared safe for use in children). He confirmed that the drug was safe but expressed his concern that the drug may or may not have any benefit for Nathan.

As long as the drug is safe, we really have nothing to lose but time. But the great thing is...Pulmozyme should only really add 10 minutes to Nathan's treatments. Nathan is the reason I resigned from my job two years ago. It is my job to keep him healthy so what's another treatment during the day? A hassle? Maybe. A waste of time? No way!

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

a love affair {continued}

I love these little feet...


I love that Nathan has a favorite puddle {on the tennis court at the park}.


I love how Nathan runs to the tennis court to see how large his "swimming pool" is each day and how he starts undressing as soon as he sees the water. And I love how he dips his hair into the puddle.


Poor thing really misses the swimming pool. Someday we will be able to afford a membership to the YMCA {located less than 2 miles from our house} and then we will be able to take him swimming all year long.

Most of all, I love Nathan's happiness.


Even when he is not feeling well, he is a trooper and still has so much contagious cheerful and positive energy. It's been a week and a half since I noticed he may be getting sick. I thought he was getting better but today I definitely see that he is still not well. He woke up crying several times last night and was sniffling and swallowing snot. This morning he looks like he is on the verge of tears, lying next to me right now watching Mickey, quite lethargic.

I did call the CF clinic yesterday but Nathan's doctor was not in so I spoke with a nurse who contacted him. Nathan is starting two weeks of Bactrim (a broad spectrum antibiotic) this morning and he has an appointment to see the entire CF team in two weeks.

I am still going to call back today and leave a message for Nathan's doctor as I would like to speak with him about adding Pulmozyme to Nathan's treatment plan.

Monday, October 4, 2010

a love affair


to be continued...

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Teagan {One Month}


It is now October and you are one month old. You weigh 10 pounds 9 and 1/2 ounces, which is one ounce less than I weighed when I was born, and have the most beautiful head of hair.

teagan on calendar 1 month-3

You are very content in my arms and when you are belly down on my lap. The vibrations from you big brother's Vest calm you right down and you love when I pat your back as if I am doing CPT.

It is extremely rare that you would remain asleep during the day when I transfer you from my arms to your infant seat or swing.

teagan 1 month

You prefer to be worn in a ring sling than in a structured baby carrier.

Teagan OrangeBW

You are still a fantastic nurser. Thanks to you, I have lost over 30 pounds already and only have 2 pounds to lose before I reach my pre-pregnancy weight. Hopefully you can work on the 35 additional pounds I have until I reach my pre "Nathan" weight.

I absolutely adore the face you make when you are trying to poo. You have the cutest and most kissable puckered lips.


Your brother, Nathan, thinks you play the role of baby Buddy on the movie, Elf. Every time he see the baby crawl out of Santa's bag he says "uh oh, baby Teagan!".

I can't wait to dress you up for Halloween and take you trick or treating with your brother.

We love watching you grow! You really are a sweetheart!!


Saturday, October 2, 2010

Can you please help?

There are two ways to vote. And if you are really awesome you can vote twice per day.

1. Please click "Vote for this idea" above. You don't have to create a login if you have a facebook account, it is very easy.

2. Send a text message from your mobile phone, and from any mobile phone you can get your hands on. Send 102534 as the body of the message to the number 73774 (PEPSI). And if you don't delete your sent message you can just resend it everyday...the lazy way!

Voting ends October 31st, so I will also keep a copy of this post at the top of my blog as a reminder to vote every single day. Thank you in advance for your help. $250,000 could really help fund CFF research and clinical trials.

Friday, October 1, 2010

All things apple!


My oven has worked overtime today. As you can see I've been very busy as well, baking all things apple! I had some help from my friend, Lori, since this has become somewhat of our yearly tradition. Of course the tradition has been changing through the years: from apple pie making and margaritas to making apple pies while managing a baby and a toddler. The entire process has become more difficult but the above photograph is living, well I guess not quite living, proof that it can still be accomplished.

I am definitely known for making a mess when I cook/bake. Some people like to keep it clean as they go but unless raw meat is involved I find it much easier to make all the mess and clean up when I am finished. That's just me though.


There were so many apples that I decided to make an apple cake on top of the four apple pies, and still there were apple slices remaining. Being that I was all out of mixing bowls and ideas of what to do with my cinnamon and sugar coated apple slices, we all decide to snack on them. Although reluctant to try them, I think Nathan was pleasantly surprised at the new taste accompanying his favorite fruit.

Don't worry, although the counter may look cleaner, the mess has just moved closer to the sink.


Doesn't the apple cake below look absolutely mouth watering? This was actually my first attempt at an apple cake and to be quite honest I thought it was going to be a disaster. The recipe said pour batter into the greased and lightly floured pan but my batter was the consistency of dough. I assumed that I was chatting too much while mixing the ingredients but I figured I would bake the cake regardless.


And while Lori and I were busy baking, and chatting, Nathan was being an absolute angel. He was being so good that Lori commented how great he was at entertaining himself. A few moments after she delivered that compliment, Nathan waltzed right into the kitchen stark naked with a baby wipe in his hand. When I followed him back into the playroom to investigate the situation I noticed his diaper and the package of baby wipes on the floor. Nathan kept pulling one baby wipe after another out of the package and was using them to wipe his face, his legs, the floor, the inside of his toy bins, and of course our large orange tabby cat.


I guess I would have to agree that Nathan is very good at entertaining himself. Luckily no solid or liquid messes were made in the process of my naked little housekeeper's cleaning spree, if you get what I mean.

Although it is great that Nathan can keep himself happy with toys, I think I need to check on him more often when he is "entertaining himself" lest destruction may occur.

This is something that I am not quite happy about...


You know that nice wooden and plexiglass door my father in law made for our entertainment unit? The door that kept our stereo, DVD, and cable components protected from Nathan's inquisitive fingers? The one that has saved my sanity a million and one times? Well, the door is no more. The incredible hulk, also known as Nathan, has ensured that he will have complete control over the television forevermore. I would have thought he would have pulled the entire door off the hinges but he actually split one piece of wood in half...even with the additional brackets my father in law screwed into place for support.

Oh well, I guess I can't win every battle. On the brighter side, our baby girl will be one month old tomorrow. Can you believe it?