A Baby Who Doesn't Like Milk?
I breastfed my baby until she was one year old. When it came time to introduce her to cow's milk, it was not an easy process. Toward the end of her first year I had experimented with giving her some formula. She hated it! She would spit it out and refuse to take any more. I never really expected this to happen with the cow's milk, but it did. No matter what I would give her, I got the same reaction with the same disgusted look in her eyes. I tried everything from whole to 2%, chocolate to strawberry, and even soy milk. She liked none if it. I asked the doctor what I should do and she told me to keep trying while making sure she gets lots of yogurt and other dairy products. Luckily she loves orange juice and they sell that fortified with calcium. I was starting to give up on the fact that she would ever take milk in any form until I thought of the idea to mix it with her orange juice. I know it sounds gross, but think of an orange creamsicle. That's kind of what it tastes like. She loves it! She drinks lots of it and I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I was worried about her not getting enough nutrients. The reason that I am posting this here is because I tried searching the internet for ideas about how to get your baby to drink milk and I didn't find much. Maybe there is someone else out there with the same problem who hasn't thought to try this yet.
Friday, March 28, 2003
5 Years Ago
It was a beautiful, unseasonably warm day. The feeling of excitement and butterflies in the tummy were my reality. March 28, 1998 was the date that my life changed in a major way. I got married! It was such a beautiful day. Everything was perfect. (except for the fact that the bakery forgot to send the cake to the reception hall!) But, even that didn't matter. We were happy that our new life was starting together that day. I remember when I was younger, I always said that I was never going to get married. Nope, no way, not me! But then I met my best friend and soul mate and I thought, "Okay, maybe marriage is good thing!" And it is. I have never been happier. The past five years of my life have been five of the best. And the greatest part of all is that it is only getting better!
How Does This Work?!
My dad sent this cool link, but it is baffling me! Check it out and tell me if you know how it works.
Tuesday, March 25, 2003
War and Michael Moore
I hate to keep bringing up war in my Blogger, but it's impossible to avoid these days. I am sickened more and more by it every time I pick up the paper or turn on the television. Now the president wants 75 billion dollars for this war. I just don't get it. He wants 75 billion dollars to kill people and destroy their land when we have people unemployed and starving right in our front yards. What a joke. And this is all supposedly to protect us from possible attacks by Iraq? So, where are all of these weapons of mass destruction anyway?! If they haven't used them on us yet, I wonder how long it would have taken them to use them had we never attacked first. I think it's all a bunch of crap. I can't wait until November, because I am surely going to put my voter's card to use.
Way to go Michael Moore! I give that man all of the credit in the world for standing up and using his 45 seconds at the Oscars to speak up against all of this. He also has an open letter to George Bush posted on his website. Check it out if you get the chance. He really makes a lot of valid points. Incase you missed it, here's what he said at the Oscars:
I have invited my fellow documentary nominees on the stage with us, and we would like to — they're here in solidarity with me because we like nonfiction.
We like nonfiction and we live in fictitious times.
We live in the time where we have fictitious election results that elects a fictitious president.
We live in a time where we have a man sending us to war for fictitious reasons.
Whether it's the fictition of duct tape or fictition of orange alerts we are against this war, Mr. Bush.
Shame on you, Mr. Bush, shame on you.
And any time you got the Pope and the Dixie Chicks against you, your time is up.
Thank you very much.
Sunday, March 23, 2003
What If It Were Us?
I've been watching too much CNN lately. This morning, I awoke from a very disturbing and realistic dream. There was talk of a possible missile strike over here. Everyone was in a panic. I was home scrambling to get my pets and my baby to hide out in the basement. My anger about this was over the top. I was feeling rage and fear all at the same time. It was getting dark outside and I noticed two glowing missiles in the sky. Several minutes later, I could hear the explosions. My husband was at work and I am trying to call him on the phone, but I can't get a connection. I am so upset at this point that I actually woke myself up. Wow, what relief I felt when I realized that it was only a dream. Sometimes it's amazing how dreams can feel so real. After I was able to start thinking straight, I realized that what I was feeling was reality. Just not my reality. I'm sure that all of the people in Iraq are living in that kind of terror every minute. How horrible it must feel to be so close to a violent, senseless death. I really wish this war was not taking place.
Note: I just found this interesting blog created by someone living in Iraq.
Thursday, March 20, 2003
The New Revelations
I finally finished The New Revelations - A Conversation With God! I thought that I would devour it in less than a week. But, I simply don't have that kind of time. I am glad that it took me a long time to read it though, I felt as though I had more time to digest the content. CWG books are written by Neale Donald Walsch. They are written in a dialog format of Neale talking to "God". There are several in the series and I highly recommend them to anyone looking for a book that makes you look at life differently. The New Revelations was probably one of my favorite out of the series. It talks about why our world is in the situation that it is in and what we can do to change it. I thought that the 9 New Revelations were very interesting, so I am going to post them here. Please don't think that I am preaching, because believe me, I am not. If there is something that makes me crazy, it's people who try to push their religion on me. Nothing makes me want to reject a specific religion more. Just remember, when you read God in these, it is not referring to any religion. God is almost like a generic term so us humans can conceptionalize something that is beyond our understanding. I just thought these were worth repeating:
by Neale Donald Walsch, The New Revelations:
1. God has never stopped communicating directly with human beings. God has been communicating with and through human beings from the beginning of time. God does so today.
2. Every human being is as special as every other human being who has ever lived, lives now, or ever will live. You are all messengers. Every one of you. You are carrying a message to life about life every day. Every hour. Every moment.
3. No path to God is more direct than any other path. No religion is the "one true religion," no people are "the chosen people," and no prophet is the "greatest prophet."
4. God needs nothing. God requires nothing in order to be happy. God is happiness itself. Therefore, God requires nothing of anyone or anything in the universe.
5. God is not a singular Super Being, living somewhere in the Universe or outside of it, having the same emotional needs and subject to the same emotional turmoil as humans. That Which Is God cannot be hurt or damaged in any way, and so, has no need to seek revenge or impose punishment.
6. All things are One Thing. There is only One Thing, and all things are part of the One Thing That Is.
7. There is no such thing as Right and Wrong. There is only What Works and What Does Not Work, depending upon what it is that you seek to be, do, or have.
8. You are not your body. Who you are is limitless and without end.
9. You cannot die, and you will never be condemned to eternal damnation.
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
War = Peace?
I'm really getting tired of hearing about the threat of war. Yet, I can't help myself from turning on the television to see what the latest media frenzy is. It feels like this potential war with Iraq has been going on forever. There seems to be a lot of strong views on whether this should happen or not. And it also appears that our president has his mind made up regardless to these opinions. I personally am against this war. I don't believe that by killing people you are making the world a better place. But I am just one measly person in the large scheme of this all. It makes you feel out of control to know that your opinion basically means nothing. I feel sorry for all of the civilians in Iraq who know that their days may be numbered. I fear for the lives of our troops who are being put into this ridiculous situation. It breaks my heart when I talk to other stay-at-home moms in my area who are left alone with young children while their husbands are being deployed. One of the girls at the gym where I take my daughter to said that her 4 year-old son is having the hardest time of all understanding this. His daddy is going to be away for at least an entire year. Can you imagine and entire year as a young child without seeing your father? I also feel concerned for us Americans who are probably at the highest risk ever for more terrorist attacks on our very own soil. From my perspective, all of this just seems unnecessary. Why can't there be a peaceful solution?
Friday, March 07, 2003
I took my 13 month old daughter to the mall this morning for some fun time at the play area. This is something that we do often on these cold days when there isn't much else to do. Today something different and quite precious happened while we were there. Out of nowhere, a little boy who was 20 months old attached himself to my baby. At first I was a little uneasy about it since I didn't see a parent coming to remove their child for mine. After a few seconds, a father arrived to assess the situation. After pulling his son away, the young child went right back and wrapped his arms around Maleena. He was kissing her and grabbing her hands and kissing her them. He was so affectionate with her that he knocked her over. The funniest part of all of this is that she didn't seem to mind! It was the cutest thing! I asked the father if his son is always this affectionate with other children. He said no and that he was just as surprised by his son's behavior. I could kick myself for not digging out my disposable camera from the diaper bag. I was a little uncomfortable with leaving the situation to get it. After this went on for several minutes, the father decided it was time to remove his little boy and let Maleena breathe again. He screamed and cried as his father carried him away on his shoulder. It was as though he found a lost love that he didn't want to be separated from. I sure wish I knew what the babies were thinking. It was one of those moments in time that I hope to never forget. Who knows, maybe this little guy was her soul mate.
Monday, March 03, 2003
Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where do we go when we die?
If you are a Dream Theater fan, then you know where I got this title. These profound lyrics can really inspire some interesting thoughts. One of my favorite pastimes is pondering life. If you think about it, it’s one of the only things that we cannot prove. Where did we come from? Sure, there are all kinds of theories, but there still is no actual way of proving it. Evolution, God, Big Bang, etc.? And why are we here? I think that we all have our own unique agendas. But why? Even if we do have agendas, what is the purpose of being here? And if we are here, does that mean that there is a there, somewhere else? Where do we go when we die? I know that everyone on this planet has a completely different idea about this one. To think about these things can create all kinds of interesting thoughts and ideas. (or, just make you feel like a lunatic!) I believe that there is no one answer. We all see through different eyes, we all walk in different shoes, we all have a different perspective of life. I also believe that our own beliefs change from day to day. The more you experience in life, the more your perspective changes.
I still don’t know what I believe 100% at this point in my life. Some moments, I feel like I have complete understanding of it all. In the blink of eye, I can be back to not being sure. But one thing that I do know for a fact is that I love trying to understand it and figure it out. With every book that I read, my perspective shifts. I love the fact that I was raised with almost no religion. I don’t have fear engrained in me keeping me from exploring the possibilities. Sometimes, I feel that life is here for us to create. Out of our creations can come some of the most awesome feelings. When I say create, I mean anything from a piece of art, to breaking the DNA code, to making a stranger smile, etc. You name it. If you think about it, we are creating all day long. If we create something positive, we usually get positive feelings in return.
Does anyone else out there think about these things? Or, am I the only eccentric who loves to ponder the meaning of life?
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