So I think I made possibly the worlds most disgusting meal ever....And I ate it!
Being a Tuesday, the day before "grocery day", our cupboards were looking pretty bare so this morning when trying to figure out tonight's dinner, I grabbed the only thing left in the freezer - sausages.
While I was at work I figured I could cook them up and cook some vegies and pasta and then mix it all together in a cheesy Napolitano sauce - I remembered seeing a can of diced tomatoes in the cupboard as well. So that was the plan. A quick throw-together sausage pasta dish.
I started by boiling the sausages and thought while they were cooking, I'd prepare everything else.
As soon as I went to the cupboard, the first thing I noticed was that we had no pasta left! Bugger....Sooo I racked my brain for ages trying to think of what else I could do with the sausages. Keeping in mind I still had vegies and a can of diced tomatoes.
I didn't want to do boring old meat & 3 veg so thought I'd try and get a little creative and thought I could mix up the diced tomatoes with a bit of stock and cornflour and make a nice tomatoey sauce base, cook the vegies, cut up the cooked sausages and make like a bake by also adding in lentils and some rice.... (Yes reading back on this slowly right now, I am seeing the error of my ways!!)
So I mix it all together and put it all in a baking dish and thought I could add a little cheese on top....
After baking it for about 20 minutes and noticing it was still rather runny and liquidy I decided I could mix up some egg and self raising flour and make it kind of like a quiche/slice thing....So I mixed it up and added it and re baked for another 15 minutes.
I sort of achieved the outcome I had in mind except well...now It just looked like baked vomit rather than liquid vomit.
Still, I'd spent all that time "cooking" so I figured eh what the hell, lets give it a whirl.
A few mouthfuls in I was thinking "this isn't too bad" but a few more in and I was kinda feeling a little queezy and felt it best to stop eating.
I contemplated a walk to Mickey D's for real food (HAHA), but that meant I'd have to put on a bra and shoes and to be perfectly frank, not only could I not be bothered doing that, my stomach was also feeling a little offended at the attack it just had and wasn't really up for entertaining again.
So that's the story of the baked vomit I cooked for dinner tonight.
Thank god we go shopping tomorrow!!!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Muffin's Last Breastfeed.
Well, I have been weaning Muffin since the 10th of August and it has certainly been an emotional experience.
As she adapted to having no more day feeds, I stopped the night feeds. She adapted nicely and on the weekend I decided that we would have our last morning breastfeed, and our last ever breastfeed this morning.
On Tuesday and Wednesday however, she was still asleep when I had to get up for work and as a result, I didn't have time to breastfeed her.
I was rather upset by this as I had planned to keep feeding all week and wanted to savor these last boobie snuggles. I also didn't know if this meant she had decided within herself to wean and be done with it.
Confused and not entirely sure what I should do, I decide that I should avoid confusion and take it as a sign that our breastfeeding journey was finished. So on Thursday morning when she woke up and asked for boob, I did say no and as much as it broke my heart, she was OK with it.
After saying no to her, I spent the day feeling really sad and upset that it didn't end how I wanted it to and that I didn't savor what I thought was our last feed on Monday, as much as I should have.
So this morning, Friday the 9th of September, when we woke up and she asked for boob, I sat down with her on the lounge and we had our last ever breastfeed.
I asked Mr.J to give me the camera and I took a few photos and talked to her during our snuggles and made it special and I told her how much I've loved (oh god I'm crying!)...
....Told her how much I've loved breastfeeding her for the last 20 months and that she has grown into a beautiful little girl and that I love her.
I'm glad I did it one last time this morning, so I could make it special and savor the moment. I'm still really sad about it and no doubt, will take time to 'grieve' but I *think* I've made my peace with it.
Now it's time to focus on my upcoming surgery and the rest of the wonderful experiences that I will have with my little girl.
I Love You Muffin
As she adapted to having no more day feeds, I stopped the night feeds. She adapted nicely and on the weekend I decided that we would have our last morning breastfeed, and our last ever breastfeed this morning.
On Tuesday and Wednesday however, she was still asleep when I had to get up for work and as a result, I didn't have time to breastfeed her.
I was rather upset by this as I had planned to keep feeding all week and wanted to savor these last boobie snuggles. I also didn't know if this meant she had decided within herself to wean and be done with it.
Confused and not entirely sure what I should do, I decide that I should avoid confusion and take it as a sign that our breastfeeding journey was finished. So on Thursday morning when she woke up and asked for boob, I did say no and as much as it broke my heart, she was OK with it.
After saying no to her, I spent the day feeling really sad and upset that it didn't end how I wanted it to and that I didn't savor what I thought was our last feed on Monday, as much as I should have.
So this morning, Friday the 9th of September, when we woke up and she asked for boob, I sat down with her on the lounge and we had our last ever breastfeed.
I asked Mr.J to give me the camera and I took a few photos and talked to her during our snuggles and made it special and I told her how much I've loved (oh god I'm crying!)...
....Told her how much I've loved breastfeeding her for the last 20 months and that she has grown into a beautiful little girl and that I love her.
I'm glad I did it one last time this morning, so I could make it special and savor the moment. I'm still really sad about it and no doubt, will take time to 'grieve' but I *think* I've made my peace with it.
Now it's time to focus on my upcoming surgery and the rest of the wonderful experiences that I will have with my little girl.
I Love You Muffin
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Weaning - Day 7
OMG! I didn't breastfeed Muffin at all today!! :(
So last night was interesting, she woke up just after 2 am crying and normally I leave her to go for a bit before deciding what to do and normally she is back to sleep within 2-3 minutes. However, last night she went a bit longer and having Mr.J home while he's on a weeks holiday from work means he can't handle the sound and wants me to go settle her.
So we argued for a bit because really, he's got a week off work (his second of 2!) and I still had to get up for work at 6am today. Anywho, of course I got up. So I threw some choice expletives in his direction and stormed off.
When I got to Muffin, she was standing up in her cot so I picked her up and thought I'd just try and cuddle her back to sleep in my arms. She hasn’t woken in the night in months so to be perfectly honest, I had no fucking idea what I was doing.
Anywho, she kept pointing to her door so I walked there, she reached out and opened it and pointed out to the hallway. So I stepped out there and asked her if she wanted some milk? She said no and pointed up the hallway. I walked up there and asked "now what?" and she pointed to my room. So off we went.
I was terrified because last time we co slept was back during the rough patch we went through where she would cry and co sleep all night but only want to breastfeed and play all night. I do not want to go back there again!
But I was tired and probably a little extra emotional due to weaning so I hopped into bed with her.
When she asked for boobie I said no and told her we can just have cuddles. For some of the night, she laid there talking to herself but for the most part she slept on me. Man, when did my child get so bloody heavy?!
When my alarm went off at 6am this morning, she was still asleep. I tried to wake her and offer a quick boobie feed but she got cranky and rejected (figures, since I woke her up lol) and she just rolled over and went back to sleep. So for the first day in almost 20 months, we started our day with no breastfeed :(
During the afternoon after work, she only asked for it once. And when I offered her milk instead she was totally fine with it and never asked for it again.
Just now as I was putting her to sleep, she fell asleep during her bottle. Didn't even finish it. And didn't roll over for boobie.
I'm heartbroken.
Even though I know this is great progress for our weaning journey, it's the first day in almost 20 months that we haven't had at least one breastfeed.
So last night was interesting, she woke up just after 2 am crying and normally I leave her to go for a bit before deciding what to do and normally she is back to sleep within 2-3 minutes. However, last night she went a bit longer and having Mr.J home while he's on a weeks holiday from work means he can't handle the sound and wants me to go settle her.
So we argued for a bit because really, he's got a week off work (his second of 2!) and I still had to get up for work at 6am today. Anywho, of course I got up. So I threw some choice expletives in his direction and stormed off.
When I got to Muffin, she was standing up in her cot so I picked her up and thought I'd just try and cuddle her back to sleep in my arms. She hasn’t woken in the night in months so to be perfectly honest, I had no fucking idea what I was doing.
Anywho, she kept pointing to her door so I walked there, she reached out and opened it and pointed out to the hallway. So I stepped out there and asked her if she wanted some milk? She said no and pointed up the hallway. I walked up there and asked "now what?" and she pointed to my room. So off we went.
I was terrified because last time we co slept was back during the rough patch we went through where she would cry and co sleep all night but only want to breastfeed and play all night. I do not want to go back there again!
But I was tired and probably a little extra emotional due to weaning so I hopped into bed with her.
When she asked for boobie I said no and told her we can just have cuddles. For some of the night, she laid there talking to herself but for the most part she slept on me. Man, when did my child get so bloody heavy?!
When my alarm went off at 6am this morning, she was still asleep. I tried to wake her and offer a quick boobie feed but she got cranky and rejected (figures, since I woke her up lol) and she just rolled over and went back to sleep. So for the first day in almost 20 months, we started our day with no breastfeed :(
During the afternoon after work, she only asked for it once. And when I offered her milk instead she was totally fine with it and never asked for it again.
Just now as I was putting her to sleep, she fell asleep during her bottle. Didn't even finish it. And didn't roll over for boobie.
I'm heartbroken.
Even though I know this is great progress for our weaning journey, it's the first day in almost 20 months that we haven't had at least one breastfeed.
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The "NO POO" Challenge
Hello loyal followers :)
I have created a second blog as I am going to partake in a "NO POO" Challenge but didn't want to clog up this blog with all that bullshit (LOL)
To read all about it and follow my progress, go check out my "NO POO" blog.
Thanks for your time.
Luv to you all
I have created a second blog as I am going to partake in a "NO POO" Challenge but didn't want to clog up this blog with all that bullshit (LOL)
To read all about it and follow my progress, go check out my "NO POO" blog.
Thanks for your time.
Luv to you all
Monday, August 15, 2011
Weaning - Our Progress
*written over a period of a few days so past and present tense will be used simultaneously*
12-08-2011
Day two of weaning was pretty sad. She came up to me at one stage in the afternoon and in the clearest voice possible, actually asked me for "bewb" :(
I have been wanting her to ask for it since she first started learning words and she finally does it and I have to tell her "no". I was so proud of her and felt like a mean mummy all at once.
It was bittersweet.
So far today, day 3, she's been doing really well. Hasn't asked for it once, so depending on how she goes for the rest of the afternoon, I'm thinking about possibly making tonight her last night time breastfeed.
*later that day*
Well, it looks like I've spoken too soon. Just as I wrote that last sentence, she pulled me to our boobie lounge chair and climbed on my lap and tried to breastfeed.
Feeling so shattered :(
15-08-2011
So I didn't make Friday night our last night feed as her asking for it throughout the day proved she still wasn’t ready. Which is fine, it's still early days.
Saturday brought with it a new challenge… It occurred to me that I don't know how to get Muffin to sleep now that I'm not breastfeeding during the day. So around mid-morning, I gave her a bottle and took her for a walk in the pram in the hopes that she would sleep.
It took a while but she did eventually fall asleep. But not till almost 12noon. As a result, getting her to sleep that night took a little longer than it should.
Sunday she asked for it a few times again during the day. She also didn't have a sleep which made for a disastrous mothers group that afternoon, so we left early!
Due to her not having a day sleep, she was so exhausted that she fell asleep while drinking her bottle and she didn't breastfeed at all. I was rather saddened by this as I had been feeling so stressed out by her public outburst that I had really been looking forward to that night time feed as a way to comfort us both.
Today is Monday - day 6.
Had our morning feed and snuggles in bed this morning before work and I didn't want it to end. But I had to go to work so of course it ended.
Once I was home from work this arvo, she only asked for boob twice which is less than the last few days. She is also getting better at the rejection of the boob and is happy and excited when I offer her a bottle of milk instead. That certainly makes it easier and I think and hope that it means she is slowly learning that this is what happens now and we are slowly saying bye bye boobie.
Tonight while I was putting her to sleep, she was falling asleep while drinking her milk, which is great. It's what she almost always does, although pre-weaning, no matter how "asleep" she is during her bottle, when she's finished, she always rolls over and goes for the boob.
Tonight though, part of me was worried that she wouldn't want to go for the boob. I started thinking that maybe Saturday night would prove to be her last night feed after all. Given that she was too tired for boob last night and the fact that she seems to be accepting that she gets a bottle instead of boobie during the day, I thought, maybe she might have started to associate her night time bottle with the same prospect.
But then as she finished the last few mouthfuls of milk so turned her head and went for the boob. I was so happy.
However, shortly after thinking about how happy I was, she stopped and just lay in my arms asleep. She breastfed for about 20 seconds all up.
I guess given that the end result is for her to be weaned then it is a good thing, but I still can't help feel sad about the fact that one day, very soon, we will no longer be breastfeeding.
12-08-2011
Day two of weaning was pretty sad. She came up to me at one stage in the afternoon and in the clearest voice possible, actually asked me for "bewb" :(
I have been wanting her to ask for it since she first started learning words and she finally does it and I have to tell her "no". I was so proud of her and felt like a mean mummy all at once.
It was bittersweet.
So far today, day 3, she's been doing really well. Hasn't asked for it once, so depending on how she goes for the rest of the afternoon, I'm thinking about possibly making tonight her last night time breastfeed.
*later that day*
Well, it looks like I've spoken too soon. Just as I wrote that last sentence, she pulled me to our boobie lounge chair and climbed on my lap and tried to breastfeed.
Feeling so shattered :(
15-08-2011
So I didn't make Friday night our last night feed as her asking for it throughout the day proved she still wasn’t ready. Which is fine, it's still early days.
Saturday brought with it a new challenge… It occurred to me that I don't know how to get Muffin to sleep now that I'm not breastfeeding during the day. So around mid-morning, I gave her a bottle and took her for a walk in the pram in the hopes that she would sleep.
It took a while but she did eventually fall asleep. But not till almost 12noon. As a result, getting her to sleep that night took a little longer than it should.
Sunday she asked for it a few times again during the day. She also didn't have a sleep which made for a disastrous mothers group that afternoon, so we left early!
Due to her not having a day sleep, she was so exhausted that she fell asleep while drinking her bottle and she didn't breastfeed at all. I was rather saddened by this as I had been feeling so stressed out by her public outburst that I had really been looking forward to that night time feed as a way to comfort us both.
Today is Monday - day 6.
Had our morning feed and snuggles in bed this morning before work and I didn't want it to end. But I had to go to work so of course it ended.
Once I was home from work this arvo, she only asked for boob twice which is less than the last few days. She is also getting better at the rejection of the boob and is happy and excited when I offer her a bottle of milk instead. That certainly makes it easier and I think and hope that it means she is slowly learning that this is what happens now and we are slowly saying bye bye boobie.
Tonight while I was putting her to sleep, she was falling asleep while drinking her milk, which is great. It's what she almost always does, although pre-weaning, no matter how "asleep" she is during her bottle, when she's finished, she always rolls over and goes for the boob.
Tonight though, part of me was worried that she wouldn't want to go for the boob. I started thinking that maybe Saturday night would prove to be her last night feed after all. Given that she was too tired for boob last night and the fact that she seems to be accepting that she gets a bottle instead of boobie during the day, I thought, maybe she might have started to associate her night time bottle with the same prospect.
But then as she finished the last few mouthfuls of milk so turned her head and went for the boob. I was so happy.
However, shortly after thinking about how happy I was, she stopped and just lay in my arms asleep. She breastfed for about 20 seconds all up.
I guess given that the end result is for her to be weaned then it is a good thing, but I still can't help feel sad about the fact that one day, very soon, we will no longer be breastfeeding.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Upcoming Surgery and what it means
I don’t really know where to start so there isn’t really any kind of beginning to this entry.
Although given the nature of the subject, it seems fairly fitting as the beginning was a long, long time ago....almost 25 years ago now, and it is just one continuous journey with all its ups and downs.
I’m talking of course, about my Poland Syndrome.
For a while now I have been requiring a fourth surgery.
Back in 2007, I wrote a rather raw and honest post about this and I needed more surgery back then. Four years later, I am finally going to be having that surgery.
I am booked in for mid November and will be having surgery at the hospital I was born at.
I am super duper excited about my pending surgery; I will be counting down the days!
However, with my surgery, I will need to stop breastfeeding Muffin.
Yesterday marked the beginning of the end of our breastfeeding journey. She is 19 months old.
I will be weaning her slowly. Mum has advised me that I should start with cutting out all day feeds and just stick to one in the morning and one at night. If ever she goes for the boob, just offer her a bottle of milk.
After a week or two, when she seems OK with it, I should drop the night feed. And then within another week or two, I should drop the morning feed.
She should be fully weaned within the next 2 months.
It was so heartbreaking yesterday afternoon. When she went for it, I offered her the bottle but she got angry and threw it away, trying to claw her way through my clothes. I held them tight and persisted with the bottle until she eventually threw a tantrum on the floor next to me. I felt horrible. I couldn’t even comfort her because she would just want to breastfeed and is too young to understand why something she’s always been able to have is now being taken away from her.
I go back to see my surgeon on the 18th October and then that should be it until the surgery date.
I can’t wait.
I can’t wait to be normal again.
Unfortunately, Mr.J has been unable to take annual leave from work so this will make it a much more challenging experience as Muffin will still need constant care and supervision and then of course when I am out of hospital, I will be as good as useless in terms of my physical strength.
Luckily though, our parents will band together and take it in turns to come and stay over to assist us with this so it won’t be too bad.
Although given the nature of the subject, it seems fairly fitting as the beginning was a long, long time ago....almost 25 years ago now, and it is just one continuous journey with all its ups and downs.
I’m talking of course, about my Poland Syndrome.
For a while now I have been requiring a fourth surgery.
Back in 2007, I wrote a rather raw and honest post about this and I needed more surgery back then. Four years later, I am finally going to be having that surgery.
I am booked in for mid November and will be having surgery at the hospital I was born at.
I am super duper excited about my pending surgery; I will be counting down the days!
However, with my surgery, I will need to stop breastfeeding Muffin.
Yesterday marked the beginning of the end of our breastfeeding journey. She is 19 months old.
I will be weaning her slowly. Mum has advised me that I should start with cutting out all day feeds and just stick to one in the morning and one at night. If ever she goes for the boob, just offer her a bottle of milk.
After a week or two, when she seems OK with it, I should drop the night feed. And then within another week or two, I should drop the morning feed.
She should be fully weaned within the next 2 months.
It was so heartbreaking yesterday afternoon. When she went for it, I offered her the bottle but she got angry and threw it away, trying to claw her way through my clothes. I held them tight and persisted with the bottle until she eventually threw a tantrum on the floor next to me. I felt horrible. I couldn’t even comfort her because she would just want to breastfeed and is too young to understand why something she’s always been able to have is now being taken away from her.
I go back to see my surgeon on the 18th October and then that should be it until the surgery date.
I can’t wait.
I can’t wait to be normal again.
Unfortunately, Mr.J has been unable to take annual leave from work so this will make it a much more challenging experience as Muffin will still need constant care and supervision and then of course when I am out of hospital, I will be as good as useless in terms of my physical strength.
Luckily though, our parents will band together and take it in turns to come and stay over to assist us with this so it won’t be too bad.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
How to Boil An Egg....IN THE MICROWAVE!!
I love to cook. And I think I'm pretty darn good at it.
However, I could not boil an egg to save my life - seriously!
I have tried all the tricks of the trade and yet some how manage to eff it up!
Then one day, my mummy taught me a little trick. Comes in handy if you're out, hungry and don't have access to a stove but do have access to a microwave (such as staying in tiny hotels etc)
Boiling and egg in the microwave. WTF? I know right, but it works.
Here is my video tutorial How To guide for boiling an egg in the microwave.
Enjoy...
Click: How to Boil an Egg in the Microwave
However, I could not boil an egg to save my life - seriously!
I have tried all the tricks of the trade and yet some how manage to eff it up!
Then one day, my mummy taught me a little trick. Comes in handy if you're out, hungry and don't have access to a stove but do have access to a microwave (such as staying in tiny hotels etc)
Boiling and egg in the microwave. WTF? I know right, but it works.
Here is my video tutorial How To guide for boiling an egg in the microwave.
Enjoy...
Click: How to Boil an Egg in the Microwave
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