AHHHH! Where's my blog? I'm just kidding! I am happy to be a guest blogger over at my friend Beth's blog "Our Typical Life." So, if you want to keep up on the life and times of the McCains. Come on over and read!
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Friday, October 29, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The wonderful healing power of God, and his tool, time...
An interesting thing happened to me the other day. I was on Facebook, and I read a status from a friend. It was casual, not life altering in anyway, and I commented, along with many other people, in an equally casual way. About 5 seconds later the most freeing, and quite life altering thought came to me: I'm not mad any more.
You see, this particular person, several years ago, hurt me so deeply, so intensely, and offended me on such a level, that I really, honestly, thought I would never be able to think about this person without rage overtaking me ever again. But, it happened. I'm not mad anymore, and it feels GGGGRRRRRREEEAAT! (in my best Tony the Tiger voice, of course!)I don't know exactly when it happened, but God has healed this wound, over time.
Whilst (yes, whilst) thinking about this, it occurred to me that God has completely healed another wound in my life. When Karis was born 2 1/2 years ago, her diagnosis crushed me to my core. I remember sitting in Red Robin with Tim while she was in the hospital, and weeping. I thought we would never again be able to sit in Red Robin, or any other public place, and just be the anonymous American family. We would always be "that family," receiving stares and making others uncomfortable. That just isn't true, I know that now. But at the time, I was devastated. However, now, 2 1/2 years later, I delight in my daughter, not despite her disability, but because of all that she is. Having Down Syndrome is part of that. I am so excited to see what God will do in her life, and what ministry opportunites will be opened to Tim and I, because we have now been down this road. After all, one can not lead someone out of the desert unless he has been there himself. I am so overjoyed to have her in my life. Did anything change? No. But, God healed that wound, over time. He has truely turned my mourning in dancing.
Psalm 30:11
You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy (NLT)
What has occurred to me, while pondering these two things, is that life is not a snapshot. (I actually stole that phrase from a song because it so accurately states my point, and if I could think of what the song is, I would post it, but I can't!) Life is not a snapshot. Life is not defined by what you see right now. God is always working, and it time you will see the bigger picture of what he is doing. God heals wounds, calms storms, does miracles, and changes us over time.
Some things devastate us because they are permanent. A diagnosis, death, a tragic event, things that can't be changed (unless God does the impossible!) It can often seem as though our life is now defined by that one thing, but God is still working, and in time, how you feel about a certain situation may, and probably will change. Now don't get me wrong. You'll never be happy that a loved one died, etc. But what will happen is, in time, God will grant you peace. God will help you forgive. God will help you move on to a place of joy, not devastation, not anger, not rage, not sorrow. Life is not a snap shot, give it time.
The only reason I am writing this, is that I know someone needs to hear it. Including me.
Here I am, in a similar situation, at odds with someone, and it rips me apart. (Haven't we all been there, even pastor's wives!!!) As hard as I try to give it over to God, that's so hard to do. But, I know in time that God will heal us both. The previous two situations show me that He will. Thank you God, I praise You for that!
Are you in the desert right now too, even in just one area of your life? Give it time. Life is not a snapshot. Things will not always be as they are.
This was a hard one for me to write. Deep Breath. One.. Two.. Three.. POST!
Share the love, leave me a comment!
You see, this particular person, several years ago, hurt me so deeply, so intensely, and offended me on such a level, that I really, honestly, thought I would never be able to think about this person without rage overtaking me ever again. But, it happened. I'm not mad anymore, and it feels GGGGRRRRRREEEAAT! (in my best Tony the Tiger voice, of course!)I don't know exactly when it happened, but God has healed this wound, over time.
Whilst (yes, whilst) thinking about this, it occurred to me that God has completely healed another wound in my life. When Karis was born 2 1/2 years ago, her diagnosis crushed me to my core. I remember sitting in Red Robin with Tim while she was in the hospital, and weeping. I thought we would never again be able to sit in Red Robin, or any other public place, and just be the anonymous American family. We would always be "that family," receiving stares and making others uncomfortable. That just isn't true, I know that now. But at the time, I was devastated. However, now, 2 1/2 years later, I delight in my daughter, not despite her disability, but because of all that she is. Having Down Syndrome is part of that. I am so excited to see what God will do in her life, and what ministry opportunites will be opened to Tim and I, because we have now been down this road. After all, one can not lead someone out of the desert unless he has been there himself. I am so overjoyed to have her in my life. Did anything change? No. But, God healed that wound, over time. He has truely turned my mourning in dancing.
Psalm 30:11
You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy (NLT)
What has occurred to me, while pondering these two things, is that life is not a snapshot. (I actually stole that phrase from a song because it so accurately states my point, and if I could think of what the song is, I would post it, but I can't!) Life is not a snapshot. Life is not defined by what you see right now. God is always working, and it time you will see the bigger picture of what he is doing. God heals wounds, calms storms, does miracles, and changes us over time.
Some things devastate us because they are permanent. A diagnosis, death, a tragic event, things that can't be changed (unless God does the impossible!) It can often seem as though our life is now defined by that one thing, but God is still working, and in time, how you feel about a certain situation may, and probably will change. Now don't get me wrong. You'll never be happy that a loved one died, etc. But what will happen is, in time, God will grant you peace. God will help you forgive. God will help you move on to a place of joy, not devastation, not anger, not rage, not sorrow. Life is not a snap shot, give it time.
The only reason I am writing this, is that I know someone needs to hear it. Including me.
Here I am, in a similar situation, at odds with someone, and it rips me apart. (Haven't we all been there, even pastor's wives!!!) As hard as I try to give it over to God, that's so hard to do. But, I know in time that God will heal us both. The previous two situations show me that He will. Thank you God, I praise You for that!
Are you in the desert right now too, even in just one area of your life? Give it time. Life is not a snapshot. Things will not always be as they are.
This was a hard one for me to write. Deep Breath. One.. Two.. Three.. POST!
Share the love, leave me a comment!
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Coffee talk: adoption and tutus!
Well, this morning I am sipping my coffee, and putting off so many things that I need to do, because I am waiting to watch a live web cast from the White House on the adoption tax credit. There is a lady that I know, only through facebook, that is speaking (click HERE to see the webcast). Her name is Bethany Balsis, and her daughter Nika, was adopted through Reece's Rainbow. Nika has Down Syndrome, and is one of the most beautiful little girls in the world! You can read more about that family here.
I am so glad that our government is taking steps to make adoption more affordable for every family. Adoption is so important! And, of course, my heart bleeds for the adoption of orphans with Down Syndrome. In the US, the abortion rate for babies that have been prenatally diagnosed with Down Syndrome is somewhere around 92%. Let that sink in...... Only about 8% of the beautiful children with Down Syndrome even get the chance to live life.
Wow....
The statistic is not as high in other countries, but the fear and rejection are the same. Many children with DS end up living in orphanages until they are 4 years old. Then, at that young age, they are sent away to live out the rest of their lives in a mental institution. They often only live a few more years. The ministry of Reece's Rainbow, exists to help families adopt these precious children.
I have told you all about Reece's Rainbow in previous posts, but if you want more information visit them at www.reecesrainbow.com .
What can you do to help? You could adopt! Things like the adoption tax credit (currently $13,170) and ministries like Reece's Rainbow, really help lower the cost. Not for you? You could donate to Reece's Rainbow! Today I have another suggestion for you!
My good friend Erin Buche (an old college buddy!), who also has a heart for Reece's Rainbow, is selling homemade tutus to raise money for the cause.
Just in time for Halloween (if you hurry!)!!!!
Aren't these CUTE!!!! You can pick your own colors. You know you need one! The cost is $20, plus $5 shipping, and remember, all the money she makes, after materials, is going to Reece's Rainbow.
Click here to get one now!
Or Here!
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I am so glad that our government is taking steps to make adoption more affordable for every family. Adoption is so important! And, of course, my heart bleeds for the adoption of orphans with Down Syndrome. In the US, the abortion rate for babies that have been prenatally diagnosed with Down Syndrome is somewhere around 92%. Let that sink in...... Only about 8% of the beautiful children with Down Syndrome even get the chance to live life.
Wow....
The statistic is not as high in other countries, but the fear and rejection are the same. Many children with DS end up living in orphanages until they are 4 years old. Then, at that young age, they are sent away to live out the rest of their lives in a mental institution. They often only live a few more years. The ministry of Reece's Rainbow, exists to help families adopt these precious children.
I have told you all about Reece's Rainbow in previous posts, but if you want more information visit them at www.reecesrainbow.com .
What can you do to help? You could adopt! Things like the adoption tax credit (currently $13,170) and ministries like Reece's Rainbow, really help lower the cost. Not for you? You could donate to Reece's Rainbow! Today I have another suggestion for you!
My good friend Erin Buche (an old college buddy!), who also has a heart for Reece's Rainbow, is selling homemade tutus to raise money for the cause.
Just in time for Halloween (if you hurry!)!!!!
Aren't these CUTE!!!! You can pick your own colors. You know you need one! The cost is $20, plus $5 shipping, and remember, all the money she makes, after materials, is going to Reece's Rainbow.
Click here to get one now!
Or Here!
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Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Her Sweet Charm . . .
Happy Fall! I know you haven't heard from me in a while, but this is my first attempt to get back into the habit of writing again. I was inspired last night while reading a post on facebook. More on that in a minute.
The kids are doing well. Keaton has, after several rocky weeks, become well adjusted to school. I am so glad that he likes it. I'm no longer distraught with worry for him all day long!
Karis is doing well also. I was actually getting very frustrated that she hasn't had any therapy since April or May (because this area currently has no therapists, UGH!). She seemed to be falling hopelessly behind, and I was begining to wonder if there was any way she was going to be ready for preschool in April. However, all of the sudden, like she always does, she got on a developmental roll. She has made some quick progress in a lot of areas, including this one milestone that has eluded her for a long time.
Yes, Karis can finally get food onto a spoon, and into her mouth. She could do one, or the other, for a while now, but not both. Some foods are still a challenge, but I'm happy for the progress she's made because she was about a year behind on this skill. I love my daughter, and I'm so incredibly proud of her. She brings me so much joy, laughter, and pride that is deeper than I ever dreamed possible. Even in her challenges, she's so sweet and so cute, you can't help but love her.
That thought brings me to the facebook post I mentioned. You have all probably read the poem "Welcome to Holland," especially if you are in the special needs community. If you haven't read it CLICK HERE!
This poem is so moving and so eloquently puts into words what it feels like to have a special needs child born to you. Even though I really like that poem, I came across one on facebook that moved me to tears. I think that the Holland poem pretty accurately described the feelings I had when Karis was born, but this poem, "My Old House" really articulates how I feel now, how I adore her and her "sweet charm."
This comes from a blog called Journaling Leah, you should check it out!
Here it is...
The kids are doing well. Keaton has, after several rocky weeks, become well adjusted to school. I am so glad that he likes it. I'm no longer distraught with worry for him all day long!
Karis is doing well also. I was actually getting very frustrated that she hasn't had any therapy since April or May (because this area currently has no therapists, UGH!). She seemed to be falling hopelessly behind, and I was begining to wonder if there was any way she was going to be ready for preschool in April. However, all of the sudden, like she always does, she got on a developmental roll. She has made some quick progress in a lot of areas, including this one milestone that has eluded her for a long time.
Yes, Karis can finally get food onto a spoon, and into her mouth. She could do one, or the other, for a while now, but not both. Some foods are still a challenge, but I'm happy for the progress she's made because she was about a year behind on this skill. I love my daughter, and I'm so incredibly proud of her. She brings me so much joy, laughter, and pride that is deeper than I ever dreamed possible. Even in her challenges, she's so sweet and so cute, you can't help but love her.
That thought brings me to the facebook post I mentioned. You have all probably read the poem "Welcome to Holland," especially if you are in the special needs community. If you haven't read it CLICK HERE!
This poem is so moving and so eloquently puts into words what it feels like to have a special needs child born to you. Even though I really like that poem, I came across one on facebook that moved me to tears. I think that the Holland poem pretty accurately described the feelings I had when Karis was born, but this poem, "My Old House" really articulates how I feel now, how I adore her and her "sweet charm."
This comes from a blog called Journaling Leah, you should check it out!
Here it is...
My Old House
For years, you save for your dream home and the time has come to buy! You walk through several houses, many of which are interesting, but not quite perfect.
Finally you find THE house. The location is great. It has 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, hardwood floors, and one entire wall is a giant window showing the most breath-taking view that you have ever seen.
Everyone you know is happy for you and your new house. You can’t wait to move in.
On the day you are scheduled to close, you receive a call from your lawyer explaining that the homeowners changed their minds and have decided not to sell.
You are shocked and sad. You have planned, waited, and prepared for this house, but now it is gone. You picked out new paint colors and decorated it in your mind at least a million times. You wonder, “How could this happen to me?” You think you will never find your perfect house again.
You remember a cute little house in the city that you walked through a few months earlier. There was something about that house which was comforting when you were there, and the need for a home of your own is still strong. You decide to put an offer in for this house. Your bid is accepted. You move in within weeks.
When you tell everyone about the loss of your “perfect” house and plans for moving into the second one, you receive many condolences. Everyone is sad for you and all of your friends and family wish they could “fix it.” Nobody thinks it is fair.
You go to the new-older house immediately after you close. You wonder why you didn’t realize that it was so close to your favorite store. As you walk in the front door, you see a beautiful window, full of stained-glass artwork, which was hidden by a curtain before. As you continue to walk through, you notice the stained and dirty carpet, decide to look at what is underneath, and are amazed by hardwood floors which are even more elegant than those in the other house. There are only 3 bedrooms but two of them have adjoining bathrooms with awesome claw-foot, porcelain tubs which are very deep, and you can’t wait to soak in them.
You begin to realize what made you like this house initially. There is sweet character here. It is unique. There are rooms attached to rooms and many hidden spaces that you never expected to see. This house will need work and there are things about it that aren’t quite “perfect,” but you kind of like the imperfections; they add to the personality of the house. You immediately develop pride and love for this house because it is yours, imperfections, beauty, character, and all.
You can’t wait to tell those you care for how much you love your new home. You want to show it off to everyone and let them know how very excited you are. You don’t want to feel sadness anymore; you love this house and wouldn’t have it any other way. The other house would have been nice too but the one you were given will bring you just as much joy so there is no need for condolences. This home is where you belong, you know it, accept it, and love it. You will be happy here and look forward to the experiences you will have within its walls.
Finally you find THE house. The location is great. It has 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, hardwood floors, and one entire wall is a giant window showing the most breath-taking view that you have ever seen.
Everyone you know is happy for you and your new house. You can’t wait to move in.
On the day you are scheduled to close, you receive a call from your lawyer explaining that the homeowners changed their minds and have decided not to sell.
You are shocked and sad. You have planned, waited, and prepared for this house, but now it is gone. You picked out new paint colors and decorated it in your mind at least a million times. You wonder, “How could this happen to me?” You think you will never find your perfect house again.
You remember a cute little house in the city that you walked through a few months earlier. There was something about that house which was comforting when you were there, and the need for a home of your own is still strong. You decide to put an offer in for this house. Your bid is accepted. You move in within weeks.
When you tell everyone about the loss of your “perfect” house and plans for moving into the second one, you receive many condolences. Everyone is sad for you and all of your friends and family wish they could “fix it.” Nobody thinks it is fair.
You go to the new-older house immediately after you close. You wonder why you didn’t realize that it was so close to your favorite store. As you walk in the front door, you see a beautiful window, full of stained-glass artwork, which was hidden by a curtain before. As you continue to walk through, you notice the stained and dirty carpet, decide to look at what is underneath, and are amazed by hardwood floors which are even more elegant than those in the other house. There are only 3 bedrooms but two of them have adjoining bathrooms with awesome claw-foot, porcelain tubs which are very deep, and you can’t wait to soak in them.
You begin to realize what made you like this house initially. There is sweet character here. It is unique. There are rooms attached to rooms and many hidden spaces that you never expected to see. This house will need work and there are things about it that aren’t quite “perfect,” but you kind of like the imperfections; they add to the personality of the house. You immediately develop pride and love for this house because it is yours, imperfections, beauty, character, and all.
You can’t wait to tell those you care for how much you love your new home. You want to show it off to everyone and let them know how very excited you are. You don’t want to feel sadness anymore; you love this house and wouldn’t have it any other way. The other house would have been nice too but the one you were given will bring you just as much joy so there is no need for condolences. This home is where you belong, you know it, accept it, and love it. You will be happy here and look forward to the experiences you will have within its walls.
Wow, I literally could not have said it better myself. Her "sweet charm." Doesn't that describe her perfectly? And I admit that I do kind of like showing her off. I do like that I have something that most people don't have. Yes, she has her challenges, but they are worth it to have this unique beauty in my life. No need to feel sorry for me! Feel sorry for those that can't see it!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
An Mid-Crazy-Summer Update. . .
Hi all!
I'm so sorry I haven't blogged in like 2 months! Our summer has been, as usual, crazy busy. Between all our travel, and uberhuge VBS, I just have not had time. So far, we have had a 9 day church camping trip, and 2 trips to Tucson. Coming up, 9 days in Illinois, a week of VBS set building, then a week of VBS, a week long trip to Vegas for our 10th Anniversary, and then, hopefully, one more camping trip before school starts. When I'm home, I'm pretty much cleaning the house, and doing laundry to get ready for the next event.
However, today, even though I should be cleaning and doing laundry, I am making apricot sorbet, and blogging. I wanted to take a few minutes and brag on my Kariscakes.
Karis has been doing amazingly well lately. She is signing more, understanding more, and talking more all the time. Here is the current list of signs that she knows: more, milk, eat, up, down, cracker, bagel, baby, goodnight, hat, all done, please, outside, help, open, play, she points, she waves, and she has her own sing for itsy bitsy spider. That's 19 in all! She'll also do a few combos like "eat cracker, more eat, or milk please."
She is currently saying, Bubba (that's what we call Keaton) Addy (daddy) Budgy (the dog) Bah-doo (love you), Buh-tnnn (button) , puh-puh (up), Ahh-dnn (all done), and hi! She'll also say "Hi Bubba," "Hi Addy," "Hi Budgy," and "Bahdoo Budgy."
She's also understanding so much. She's getting really good at following directions like, "put that back," "put that down," "go with Bubba," "give me a kiss," "sit down," and other basic things like that.
I'm so proud of my girl, she's just 26 months old, and doing so much. I just wanted to share all of that with you! I also wanted to share these cute pictures of my kids camping, dirty as can be and loving it!
Happy crazy Summer everyone!
Tracy
I'm so sorry I haven't blogged in like 2 months! Our summer has been, as usual, crazy busy. Between all our travel, and uberhuge VBS, I just have not had time. So far, we have had a 9 day church camping trip, and 2 trips to Tucson. Coming up, 9 days in Illinois, a week of VBS set building, then a week of VBS, a week long trip to Vegas for our 10th Anniversary, and then, hopefully, one more camping trip before school starts. When I'm home, I'm pretty much cleaning the house, and doing laundry to get ready for the next event.
However, today, even though I should be cleaning and doing laundry, I am making apricot sorbet, and blogging. I wanted to take a few minutes and brag on my Kariscakes.
Karis has been doing amazingly well lately. She is signing more, understanding more, and talking more all the time. Here is the current list of signs that she knows: more, milk, eat, up, down, cracker, bagel, baby, goodnight, hat, all done, please, outside, help, open, play, she points, she waves, and she has her own sing for itsy bitsy spider. That's 19 in all! She'll also do a few combos like "eat cracker, more eat, or milk please."
She is currently saying, Bubba (that's what we call Keaton) Addy (daddy) Budgy (the dog) Bah-doo (love you), Buh-tnnn (button) , puh-puh (up), Ahh-dnn (all done), and hi! She'll also say "Hi Bubba," "Hi Addy," "Hi Budgy," and "Bahdoo Budgy."
She's also understanding so much. She's getting really good at following directions like, "put that back," "put that down," "go with Bubba," "give me a kiss," "sit down," and other basic things like that.
I'm so proud of my girl, she's just 26 months old, and doing so much. I just wanted to share all of that with you! I also wanted to share these cute pictures of my kids camping, dirty as can be and loving it!
Happy crazy Summer everyone!
Tracy
Monday, May 3, 2010
"These Are a Few of My Favorite Things Part II"
I posted in March about some of my favorite healthy foods. And, as I promised, today I am sharing about some of my favorite things outside of the grocery store that are helpful to me in my quest to be healthy-er.
Cooking at Home
We love Mexican food at our house and we eat it a lot because it's so easy to "healthy it up." For example, we often have big taco salads with lettuce, green peppers, cucumbers, black beans, lean ground beef, a small amount of cheese, home made pico de gallo (fresh chunky salsa), and my homemade sour cream dressing. It rounds out to about 500 calories, which is a good dinner.
Here's how I make my pico.
-6 roma tomatoes-diced
-6 green onions sliced
4 rings of jalepeno peppers (I use the kind that
come in a jar)-diced as small as
possible
-Cilantro to taste- I use
about 1/4 of a bunch.
Bunches vary in size so I guess
about 3-4 tblsp
chopped very small.
Want a thinner, more resturant style, chip dipping salsa? Try this...
In a food processor or blender mix the following:
1 large can (28 oz) of tomatoes, well drained
1/2 of a medium white, or yellow onion,
4 rings of jalapeno peppers, the jarred kind
A small handful of cilantro
Salt and Garlic Powder to taste (sometimes I use fresh garlic here since it gets chopped and mixed well)
We typically eat this on quesadillas.
Sour Cream dressing,
There's no measuring in my kitchen, so I'll take my best guesses here. Wisk well, the following.
-1 cup of sour cream (I just get the regular because you don't save many calories in
the low fat kind, and it
tastes awful, in my opinion)
-Milk, (I use 1%) start with about 4 tblsp, add more if you need it thinner.
-2 tblsp (approximately) of lime juice.
-salt and garlic powder to taste
This has about 25 calories per tablespoon, which is way lower than any salad
dressing that tastes good, and it tastes great on a taco salad!
Are you more of an Italian food lover? Try this low cal version of Chicken Parmesan, my family loves it. Pound out some chicken breasts thin, spray them with Pam, the grilling kind if you have it, and season liberally with salt, pepper, garlic powder, and Italian seasoning. Then cook them on your grill.
Then, just go easy on your portions, and on your cheese. I use Parmesan cheese and skip the mozzarella to save calories.
There you go, some of my favorite healthy dishes to cook at home. Do you have some favorites? Please share!!
Stay tuned. Next time, we're going out to eat!
Cooking at Home
We love Mexican food at our house and we eat it a lot because it's so easy to "healthy it up." For example, we often have big taco salads with lettuce, green peppers, cucumbers, black beans, lean ground beef, a small amount of cheese, home made pico de gallo (fresh chunky salsa), and my homemade sour cream dressing. It rounds out to about 500 calories, which is a good dinner.
Here's how I make my pico.
-6 roma tomatoes-diced
-6 green onions sliced
4 rings of jalepeno peppers (I use the kind that
come in a jar)-diced as small as
possible
-Cilantro to taste- I use
about 1/4 of a bunch.
Bunches vary in size so I guess
about 3-4 tblsp
chopped very small.
-A little salt
-A little garlic powder.
This is so flavorful and yummy! It makes any Mexican dish delicious so you can go easy on the cheese and greasy meat. We put it on tacos, burritos, anything. When I make taco salad, I dump a ton of this stuff on, like a cup and a half for a big salad! Pair this with healthy tortillas, and you have some great dishes! This is all veggies, so I don't bother to count the calories.
In a food processor or blender mix the following:
1 large can (28 oz) of tomatoes, well drained
1/2 of a medium white, or yellow onion,
4 rings of jalapeno peppers, the jarred kind
A small handful of cilantro
Salt and Garlic Powder to taste (sometimes I use fresh garlic here since it gets chopped and mixed well)
We typically eat this on quesadillas.
Sour Cream dressing,
There's no measuring in my kitchen, so I'll take my best guesses here. Wisk well, the following.
-1 cup of sour cream (I just get the regular because you don't save many calories in
the low fat kind, and it
tastes awful, in my opinion)
-Milk, (I use 1%) start with about 4 tblsp, add more if you need it thinner.
-2 tblsp (approximately) of lime juice.
-salt and garlic powder to taste
This has about 25 calories per tablespoon, which is way lower than any salad
dressing that tastes good, and it tastes great on a taco salad!
Are you more of an Italian food lover? Try this low cal version of Chicken Parmesan, my family loves it. Pound out some chicken breasts thin, spray them with Pam, the grilling kind if you have it, and season liberally with salt, pepper, garlic powder, and Italian seasoning. Then cook them on your grill.
Use a healthy spaghetti like Ronzoni, and a low cal spaghetti sauce. Look for one with 50-60 calories per 1/2 cup. Here are a few to look for. Just remember, you can't go by brand alone, you have to read the calories on the back of each type.
Then, just go easy on your portions, and on your cheese. I use Parmesan cheese and skip the mozzarella to save calories.
There you go, some of my favorite healthy dishes to cook at home. Do you have some favorites? Please share!!
Stay tuned. Next time, we're going out to eat!
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Overwhelmed. . .
With everything we have going on in our day to day life, lately I have just been feeling like I can not keep up. Dishes and laundry endlessly abound. And, I feel like keeping the house clean (or at least picked up) is like playing a one man defense against a three man offense. I never make it to the goal, and I struggle just to keep the melee on my side of the 50 yard line. Two kids, 4 1/2 and 2. Whining, crying, "Mommy look," Mommy watch," "Mommy, I want..." cry, cry , cry, whine, whine, whine. It's impossible. Thank you, coffee, for your unwavering support. If anyone's on my team, it's you my friend!
Add to that the fact that I'm trying to work with Keaton daily to get him ready for kindergarten (because his preschool teachers say he isn't). Then there is Karis, who I am supposed to be working with daily, teaching signs, modeling words, reading books, doing fine motor and gross motor exercises, and a whole host of other tasks. Also, Karis was recently diagnosed with Asthma. So now on top of everything, I have to give her 4 breathing treatments a day untill her lungs clear up, and then once day after that. For how long you ask? Until the cows come home I guess. I can't get a straight answer from her doctors.
Did I forget anyone, oh yes, me! Yes I have needs too! It seems that sometimes my cup of coffee is the only one who cares about that. I know that I have got to get this weight off, and if you know me personally, or at least follow me on facebook, then you know how hard I try, how much I work out, how carefully I count my calories, how diligent I am at cooking healthy meals for my family every day. It's all so much work, and it seems to get me no where. I have church responsibilities too, but they really don't require too much of me except that I be there, and I don't forget how to sing or play the guitar. But, I need to be doing more with that ministry and others, can I borrow some of your time? I know, I know, you don't have any either.
The thing that really overwhelms me is that I feel like I cannot slack on any of these things. We have such a tiny house that just a little bit of clutter looks like a lot. If I don't keep the house clean, and sometimes I don't, then the house tells me about it! If I don't do the laundry, we attract flies as we walk down the street. If don't work with Keaton, he'll be behind next year. And if I don't work with Karis, I may not see a negative consequence today, or even next week. But the repercussions will follow her the rest of her life. And if I am going to live long enough to support her into adulthood, then I am going to have to get this weight off, and remain extremely healthy. I am 30 years older than her after all. It's important, just like all these things. I can't let anything slack. I'm sure you've had the same feeling, that you need to cut something out of your life, but there just isn't anything that can go.
I have some friends that are true super women. Full time jobs, kids, graduate degrees, fitness plans, homeschooling, spotless houses, responsibilities at church and other civic organizations, you name it, they can do it, and do it well. It seems that more you throw at them, the more energized they become. You know the old saying, "If you need something done, ask a busy person to do it." There's some truth there. I, however, am not one of those people. When my plate is overly full, I shut down, and it seems like I can't do anything. Stress paralyzes me. Then, at some point, I snap out of it, and then I'm in a mad rush to keep up the bare minimum. This makes me grouchy, my poor family! I had one of these weeks this week. Thankfully, my wonderful husband stepped in and helped me take care of some things.
So one night, I sat in my bed looking at my Bible, with no idea what to read and where to look. I needed some inspiration, some word that I hadn't seen before about parenting a special needs child, or holding it all together when it feels like I'm falling apart. I didn't find anything. Frustrated, I slapped my Bible open, resigning to read whatever was on the page, and it opened to Proverbs 31 (for real, this happened). "Oh good grief! Not the superwoman chapter! Thanks a lot God! I need help, and I'm led to read about a woman who has it all together!" Sigh, so I read.
10. A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 "Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
31 Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.
Now that seems a little, well, ancient. Because it is. Most people don't work at the spindle these days. So, God led, I drafted a version of my own, a modern day paraphrase if you will, and it goes like this.
A good wife and mom is rare and valuable.
She takes good care of her husband, and he trusts her completely.
She's good to him, always, and never does anything to hurt him, or put him down.
She works hard at keeping her family well dressed on a budget.
She keeps her cabinets and fridge well stocked.
She gets up early and makes sure her family and staff have a breakfast before they start their day.
She makes wise business decisions, and grows some of her own food to save money.
She works hard, and has the strength to handle all that's on her plate.
She makes good money, and she's good at handling money. Her bills are paid on time.
She's talented and hardworking, especially when it comes to sewing.
She generous, and cares about others' needs, including the poor and needy.
When winter comes, she's not worried because she already bought nice coats for the family.
She's a good decorator, and a snappy dresser!
Her husband is a well respected leader in the community.
She is profitable in the wholesale business. Everyone wants her brand!
She's strong, smart, and confident. She has no worries for the future.
She's wise and gives sound advice.
She takes care of her house, and doesn't waste time on facebook.
Her husband and kids adore her, and appreciate her.
Lots of women have it together, but you are Super Mom!
A smooth talker will only fool people for a while, and good looks will eventually fade. But a woman who whole heartedly lives for God is really to be admired.
Appreciate her, reward her, and let all she has accomplished be an example to everyone.
Oh boy, I am so far from being this woman, so far. But, though I didn't expect it, I was comforted by this passage. There's an underlying theme here, that a supermom takes care of what's important, and God supplies her the strength she needs.
I need, we all need, to really rely on God for the strength to get through the day, and through our to-do list. I hate to just say "rely on God" because it seems like such a sunday school answer that really means nothing. It's an abstract thought, and I like concrete ideas. So let me say it this way, as concretely as I can. When you're going through your day, feeling overwhelmed, and wanting nothing more than to just crawl into a ball on the couch, just keep going. Do what you have to do. Do as much as you can and trust God, that he's going to pick up the slack and take care of what you leave behind. Trust that He's ultimately in control, and that as long as you keep your focus on Him, He's not going to let things spiral down the drain. He's not a "you made your bed, now lie in it" kind of God.
* A special note to parents of special needs kids.*
God gave us these kids, they weren't a mistake, and they weren't delivered to the wrong house. They are ours because He has a purpose for them, and you, seperately and together, and He will see that purpose through. And, although it is important for us to do everything we can do help our children's health and developement be the best it can be, let us not think for a moment that we are in control of all that. God is, and because of that, we don't have to worry about what will happen if we take our eye off the ball for a minute. Trust Him.
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
Sorry such a long post tonight!
Love to you all...
Add to that the fact that I'm trying to work with Keaton daily to get him ready for kindergarten (because his preschool teachers say he isn't). Then there is Karis, who I am supposed to be working with daily, teaching signs, modeling words, reading books, doing fine motor and gross motor exercises, and a whole host of other tasks. Also, Karis was recently diagnosed with Asthma. So now on top of everything, I have to give her 4 breathing treatments a day untill her lungs clear up, and then once day after that. For how long you ask? Until the cows come home I guess. I can't get a straight answer from her doctors.
Did I forget anyone, oh yes, me! Yes I have needs too! It seems that sometimes my cup of coffee is the only one who cares about that. I know that I have got to get this weight off, and if you know me personally, or at least follow me on facebook, then you know how hard I try, how much I work out, how carefully I count my calories, how diligent I am at cooking healthy meals for my family every day. It's all so much work, and it seems to get me no where. I have church responsibilities too, but they really don't require too much of me except that I be there, and I don't forget how to sing or play the guitar. But, I need to be doing more with that ministry and others, can I borrow some of your time? I know, I know, you don't have any either.
The thing that really overwhelms me is that I feel like I cannot slack on any of these things. We have such a tiny house that just a little bit of clutter looks like a lot. If I don't keep the house clean, and sometimes I don't, then the house tells me about it! If I don't do the laundry, we attract flies as we walk down the street. If don't work with Keaton, he'll be behind next year. And if I don't work with Karis, I may not see a negative consequence today, or even next week. But the repercussions will follow her the rest of her life. And if I am going to live long enough to support her into adulthood, then I am going to have to get this weight off, and remain extremely healthy. I am 30 years older than her after all. It's important, just like all these things. I can't let anything slack. I'm sure you've had the same feeling, that you need to cut something out of your life, but there just isn't anything that can go.
I have some friends that are true super women. Full time jobs, kids, graduate degrees, fitness plans, homeschooling, spotless houses, responsibilities at church and other civic organizations, you name it, they can do it, and do it well. It seems that more you throw at them, the more energized they become. You know the old saying, "If you need something done, ask a busy person to do it." There's some truth there. I, however, am not one of those people. When my plate is overly full, I shut down, and it seems like I can't do anything. Stress paralyzes me. Then, at some point, I snap out of it, and then I'm in a mad rush to keep up the bare minimum. This makes me grouchy, my poor family! I had one of these weeks this week. Thankfully, my wonderful husband stepped in and helped me take care of some things.
So one night, I sat in my bed looking at my Bible, with no idea what to read and where to look. I needed some inspiration, some word that I hadn't seen before about parenting a special needs child, or holding it all together when it feels like I'm falling apart. I didn't find anything. Frustrated, I slapped my Bible open, resigning to read whatever was on the page, and it opened to Proverbs 31 (for real, this happened). "Oh good grief! Not the superwoman chapter! Thanks a lot God! I need help, and I'm led to read about a woman who has it all together!" Sigh, so I read.
10. A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her
and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,
all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax
and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,
bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still dark;
she provides food for her family
and portions for her servant girls.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff
and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor
and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;
she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 "Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all."
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
31 Give her the reward she has earned,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.
Now that seems a little, well, ancient. Because it is. Most people don't work at the spindle these days. So, God led, I drafted a version of my own, a modern day paraphrase if you will, and it goes like this.
A good wife and mom is rare and valuable.
She takes good care of her husband, and he trusts her completely.
She's good to him, always, and never does anything to hurt him, or put him down.
She works hard at keeping her family well dressed on a budget.
She keeps her cabinets and fridge well stocked.
She gets up early and makes sure her family and staff have a breakfast before they start their day.
She makes wise business decisions, and grows some of her own food to save money.
She works hard, and has the strength to handle all that's on her plate.
She makes good money, and she's good at handling money. Her bills are paid on time.
She's talented and hardworking, especially when it comes to sewing.
She generous, and cares about others' needs, including the poor and needy.
When winter comes, she's not worried because she already bought nice coats for the family.
She's a good decorator, and a snappy dresser!
Her husband is a well respected leader in the community.
She is profitable in the wholesale business. Everyone wants her brand!
She's strong, smart, and confident. She has no worries for the future.
She's wise and gives sound advice.
She takes care of her house, and doesn't waste time on facebook.
Her husband and kids adore her, and appreciate her.
Lots of women have it together, but you are Super Mom!
A smooth talker will only fool people for a while, and good looks will eventually fade. But a woman who whole heartedly lives for God is really to be admired.
Appreciate her, reward her, and let all she has accomplished be an example to everyone.
Oh boy, I am so far from being this woman, so far. But, though I didn't expect it, I was comforted by this passage. There's an underlying theme here, that a supermom takes care of what's important, and God supplies her the strength she needs.
I need, we all need, to really rely on God for the strength to get through the day, and through our to-do list. I hate to just say "rely on God" because it seems like such a sunday school answer that really means nothing. It's an abstract thought, and I like concrete ideas. So let me say it this way, as concretely as I can. When you're going through your day, feeling overwhelmed, and wanting nothing more than to just crawl into a ball on the couch, just keep going. Do what you have to do. Do as much as you can and trust God, that he's going to pick up the slack and take care of what you leave behind. Trust that He's ultimately in control, and that as long as you keep your focus on Him, He's not going to let things spiral down the drain. He's not a "you made your bed, now lie in it" kind of God.
* A special note to parents of special needs kids.*
God gave us these kids, they weren't a mistake, and they weren't delivered to the wrong house. They are ours because He has a purpose for them, and you, seperately and together, and He will see that purpose through. And, although it is important for us to do everything we can do help our children's health and developement be the best it can be, let us not think for a moment that we are in control of all that. God is, and because of that, we don't have to worry about what will happen if we take our eye off the ball for a minute. Trust Him.
Psalm 121
1 I lift up my eyes to the hills—where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
Sorry such a long post tonight!
Love to you all...
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