loose ends

I’ve been bad about posting. Time to tie up some loose ends. Not sure I will be posting as regularly for a while, but not shutting down, either.

Let’s see. Moonglow’s hearing test came back mostly fine. All the “normal” ranges were fine, blessedly, with the only losses being at very high or low frequencies that weren’t in their “official” range. The problem with the first test was the undiagnosed ear infection. Blessings and positive thoughts to a friend who had a similar test with her young one recently and is adjusting to different news about his hearing loss.

Moonglow’s nut allergy test came back negative. However, a friend with a severely nut-allergic child told me those tests can be false positive and false negative a surprising amount of the time, so I’m wary. Especially since her reaction was to eating unsalted cashews first thing in the morning; no other food or drink to confuse anything. So I’m wary about giving her cashews, pistachios (often cross-react), and mangoes. But life goes forward.

My whole 30 last year and my recent low-to-no version eschewing sugar but having low amounts of grains and dairy in my diet seems to be doing well for me. I recently saw my naturopath about this ongoing melancholia or depression or whatever you want to call it (hey, I’m an open person; shouldn’t be something we’re afraid to share with others, in my opinion), and while all my hormone levels looked good, it was gratifying to learn that since last year my bad cholesterol went down nearly 50 points and my good cholesterol went up. Yay, me.

Unfortunately that means there’s no easy answer to why I’ve been feeling this way for nearly three months. Not perimenopause. Not a need to adjust my thyroid medicine. And he says I’m doing all the right things: eating right, no alcohol, exercising, making time for myself. I’m really enjoying karate, and have been hiking at least twice a week, much to my girls’ displeasure. But right now out in the forest seems to be the place I feel most at home. Sigh. So I’ve been taking Vitamin D, and started taking a B supplement and getting a weekly B shot. I’m taking it day by day. I’ll be sure to post if I find the magic happy formula. :D

five minutes + 525 days (or less)

Yesterday. Sitting on my deck in the sunshine. Sitting my tea. Heavenly.

I haven’t written about it much here, but what I thought was seasonal melancholy has persisted off and on since the holidays. So I’ve been doing more writing and reading offline, seeking answers and solutions. Perhaps it’s perimenopause. Time will tell. But suffice to say I’ve been struggling. And ten minutes alone in the sunshine? It was just what the doctor ordered. ;)

In other news we entered the lottery for a private trip permit on the Grand Canyon for summer 2016. And we won! We’ll be there for my birthday no less. So I’m stoked about that, as is Mr. S. 

peas, planted

Today in the warm February sunshine, while Mr. Sustainable supervised bike and chalk time (and trimmed some blackberry vines by our front gate), I headed to the garden to plant some peas (shelling and snow) and a few carrots. Topped the newest garden bed with pavers and started planning the next bed to be redone. Then Mr. S. got it in his head to move the long-overdue butterfly bush half-toppled over in its barrel. Prep for that next garden bed. A bigger project than we expected. But now it’s done. And the sunshine ticked us past the 11,000 mark on our solar energy production. Can’t wait for more sunny days and making more headway on the blackberry vines, repainting the fence, rebuilding another garden bed, planting, and more!







this moment: ferry friends

A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
–from SouleMama

moonglow (left) on the foggy morning ferry to forest school with a friend. age 4.

05/52 & 06/52

Trying something new this year. (Hopefully) Posting one photo of my girls each week for a year. Sometimes with a story.

Yup. I’m behind. So you get two weeks in one. :D I make up my own rules, clearly. :D

Sunshine’s painted face at forest school last week. Tribal.

Meanwhile, Moonglow was leading me on a little guided hike of the five acres where forest school happens. She would lead me through path after path, pausing at intersections, throwing out her arms to keep me behind her, then peer one way and then the other, and say “this way” and start off down the path again. :D

Second is an impromptu ice cream treat. Always good for a smile.

Ballet observation day. My little. So big. Also, the only thirty minute period all week when I can get her to leave things in her hair.

nut nerves

So Sunday Moonglow was eating a handful of unsalted cashews, and broke out in a red rash around her mouth and onto her cheeks. She’s successfully eaten lots of nuts over the last couple years, so this was unusual. I immediately worried she might be developing an allergy. I’ve always been terribly afraid of nut allergies. I know it is manageable, but I have trust issues. I know this about myself. I have confidence I can safeguard my child; it’s all those other people who don’t take allergies seriously that I worry about.

A friend whose child has a nut (and several other) allergies finally had to homeschool her child because despite *repeated* discussions with her school teacher, the teacher kept bringing *NUTS* into class for math counting exercises. Hello? Bueller? Um, no.

We were headed out for our marathon day of breakfast, hiking, and thrifting that I posted about, so I washed her face, checked for hives, made a Facebook post to check in with my online mama posse, packed the benadryl and Mr. Sustainable’s epipen (just in case), and headed out.

Monday morning I tried to contact the same allergist I took Sunshine to when we did some checking about her penicillin allergy (did you know penicillin can be in some foods? some salamis, as well as blue or gorgonzola cheese!), but alas, needed a referral from our pediatrician. So I called and made an appointment for this morning.

They agreed her reaction sounded suspicious, but thankfully there’s now a blood test that can be done to test which type of nut allergy someone has, if any at all: one they grow out of or one they don’t. So Moonglow was a real champ getting her blood drawn for this test, and I just have to keep her away from nuts for the next few days until we get the results back next week. What did Mr. Sustainable offer her for a treat for being so good getting her blood drawn? Candy. *WITH NUTS!* I looked at him in disbelief. He realized his error, thankfully. Sigh. I love him, but good golly, man.

So everyone cross their fingers it comes back negative! But if not, rest assured I will rise to the occasion!

low-to-no thirty

Life has eroded some of the dietary changes I made last summer, and my sugar intake had been slowly creeping back up. So I decided at the beginning of February to do another 30 day cleanse. Though this time, instead of a whole 30, I’m opting for what I’m calling a low-to-no 30. Meaning no sugar, low-to-no grains, low-to-no dairy, and I decided I’m ok with legumes. I’m ten days in, and while I’m craving coffee for the taste and occasionally the caffeine (which I’ve largely stayed off of since last May, having only a handful of leaded coffees in that time), it hasn’t been *nearly* as rough as the first time.

I will admit that I indulged in a Belgian waffle with maple syrup at our breakfast out this Sunday. But otherwise, I have withstood many a temptation to have a coffee (with cream and sugar) “just this once” (’cause y’all know it wouldn’t be just once). And most of my meal choices are grain and dairy free, but I’m not freaking out about the occasional bit of cheese or barley in my soup.

But I started back to karate training at the beginning of January, and things have been going well, so perhaps it inspired me to renew my dietary discipline, as well. I’ve been slowly working up from basics to review all my lower level katas, adding in black belt combinations and starting in on my black belt katas. It’s felt good, although my flexibility isn’t what it used to be. But tomorrow night I start back to a small group black belt class. I’m sure there won’t be sparring, and I’ve still got a long way to go, but I’m excited.

So here’s to ten days down, twenty to go, and to my first black belt class in eight years!