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by verdemama on September 2, 2010

Me and my mom, 2007

When I was back at my parents’ home in Ohio last week, I happened to flip through a photo album from a few years ago (2007, to be exact) and I was shocked—SHOCKED—at what I saw. What had me so shaken? This stranger in the photo album, all bright-eyed, sparkling and vibrant, was none other than me. Me, looking about 10 years younger than I do now. Except that these photos were taken a mere three years ago.

T-minus 6 months ’til pregnancy, 2007

Fast forward to today, and I barely recognize the woman staring back at me in the mirror, with her fuzzy hair, dark circles, lifeless complexion and bloodshot eyes. Not to mention the remains of the worst breakout I’ve had in years forming constellations across my face.

Maybe I’m being dramatic, but I feel like I’ve officially let myself go to shit.

Before I became a mother I exercised daily, ate healthfully, groomed myself to appropriate degrees and contemplated the important questions, like how late to sleep in on weekend mornings and still make it out in time for brunch. Now? I’m lucky if I get to brush my teeth daily and I’ve managed to trick my body into thinking four hours of sleep a night is perfectly acceptable. Which, in case you’re wondering, it’s not.

Out of all the life changes that being a mother has brought, sleep deprivation is by far the biggest problem for me. It’s a recurring theme in my life. I can’t seem to put myself to bed earlier than midnight, and the little whippersnapper likes to get up bright and early (or in today’s case, dark and early—4:30am).

I’d like to become reacquainted with that jaunty lady I once was—the one with good skin and clear eyes and a sharp mind. The one who showers daily and wears makeup when appropriate and whose outfits don’t look like a giant toddler napkin. To that end, I must become intimate once again with my good friend, Sleep, who I have neglected these past 18 months. I will reclaim said jauntiness, one ZZZ at a time.

So on that note, I bid you g’night. With any luck I won’t see the sun rise tomorrow morning.

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EO Special

by verdemama on September 2, 2010

Just a quick note to let you all know that EO, the fabulous natural body care products I reviewed here, is having a 30% off web special now through midnight on Labor Day.

Use the promo code EOSummer.

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Nature’s Basin

by verdemama on August 31, 2010

If you’re an Internet addict such as myself—and I’m guessing you are, because you’re here reading this blog rather than interacting with real, live people who are undoubtedly in your general vicinity—you probably shop online. And if you’re a health freak, such as myself (which it’s possible you are, because, again, you’re here reading this blog), you should check out Nature’s Basin, a lovely e-boutique offering a thoughtful array of natural beauty products, hair care and cosmetics that are organic, vegan, cruelty-free and eco-friendly, as well as free from gnarly synthetics such as parabens, phthalates and petrochemicals.

I’m currently trying out the Hamadi Shea Spray, a natural shine spray that uses shea butter, kelp, avocado and aloe to tame frizzy locks. (The product was sent to me gratis courtesy of Nature’s Basin.) Shea butter is a natural sunscreen for hair, which is great for me because I’m out in the elements every day chasing my free-range kid. A couple spritzes in the morning and I’m shiny and protected for the day. So far, I’m loving the product.

Nature’s Basin carries a full line of Hamadi products, as well as other natural beauty superstars such as NVEY ECO, Pangea, Weleda and more. If you’re in the market for healthy, natural body care products and cosmetics, check them out!

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Traveling with Toddlers? Totally Possible

by verdemama on August 30, 2010

I was a little nervous about flying solo with Orion on our recent flights to and from Ohio, but to my delight he was a total rock star on the plane. He’s already becoming a seasoned traveler, having flown to and from Ohio three times now, as well as a couple trips to Seattle, not to mention some long road trips to the Bay Area. By the end of this year, he will have added two international flights (Prague in September and Mexico in November) as well as two more domestic flights (New Orleans in early November and then Ohio again for Christmas). Although he’s naturally a pretty well-behaved little dude, I’ve figured out a few tips and tricks to make traveling with a toddler a bit easier. Check ‘em out.

Use the right luggage. I was pretty psyched to get a new suitcase just in time for this trip (see above!). It’s bright red, making identifying it at the baggage claim a little easier; it has multi-directional wheels, which means I can drag it any which way I need to; and it’s HUGE. I was thrilled by the size of it, and was excitedly packing everything I own into it for this trip when I realized that it was about 25 pounds over the weight limit for the airline I was flying. Damn. The moral of this story? Most airlines these days are super strict about how much they let you bring onboard (although they’re happy to charge you an exorbitant fee for a few extra pounds in the suitcase) so don’t think because you’ve got a jumbo suitcase that your packing problems are solved. You still have to pack wisely.

Pack less than you think you need for yourself, and pack more for your kid. Pack versatile clothing for yourself that can be worn in different combos over the course of your voyage. (Maggie at MightyGirl.com is brilliant at packing a few items of clothing and wearing them 101 ways. Check out her “Packing Light” posts for inspiration!) The same is not true for kids. They are messy, accident-prone little creatures, and they can go through several outfits a day, so you need to save luggage space for their clean clothes and other necessities. Bring an extra outfit for the little one for the plane ride, just in case there’s an accident.

Borrow/buy the essentials at your destination, if possible. Because on this trip I was just going to my mom’s house, this was easy to do. She got a hand-me-down car seat, stroller, and toys and books for Orion to use while we were there, so I didn’t have to lug around any of that stuff. I ordered our Nature Babycare diapers and Seventh Generation wipes via diapers.com and had them shipped directly to her house. I realize this isn’t always possible if you’re just jetting off to a random city (although you can buy diapers, wipes, food, etc. at your destination), but if you’re going to visit friends or family, it’s definitely worthwhile to work out some pre-arrangements for those bulky but necessary baby items.

Lose the diaper bag. Maybe this is a necessity for parents with younger babies, but I haven’t touched my diaper bag since Orion was about nine months old. Instead, I carry a larger purse stocked with a few diapers, wipes, toys, food, etc. And voila! One less bag to worry about.

Wear your baby. My Ergo carrier was essential for getting around the airport with ease. If you’re traveling with another adult, this might not be necessary, but when you’re a solo parent, it’s a lifesaver. I simply strapped Orion on, grabbed my two carry-ons, and raced from terminal to terminal like a total track star.

Bring “new” toys. Borrow or buy (used preferably—it’s cheaper and greener!) toys, books, videos, whatever, specifically for travel. Make sure it’s stuff your toddler hasn’t played yet with and gotten tired of. The novelty will keep kids interested longer—although I did bring a few of O’s favorite toys for a “comfort” factor. DVDs to play on my laptop were also critical.

Stock up on snacks. Domestic airlines no longer offer free food, the food they have for sale is terrible and airport food is crazy expensive for what you get, so come stocked with snacks for the young’un. There’s nothing worse than a hungry, screaming toddler. Your fellow airplane passengers will undoubtedly agree.

Offer snacks/pacifier/boobie/bottle on takeoff and descent. You know how the change in cabin pressure makes you feel like your head is going to cave in? Yeah, not a pleasant feeling, especially for a toddler who doesn’t understand what’s going on. I nurse Orion on takeoff and often it knocks him right out. Boob = magic for this kid. (I wear a nursing tank when I fly, and it’s so discreet that literally no one, except for maybe the person right beside me, knows I’m nursing. No boob flashing here.)

Etc. Check into your flight online the day before you depart and make sure your seats are ones you’ll be comfortable in (relatively speaking—we all know airplane seats are the devil’s torture device). Remember to put all your liquids (in my case, my 10 million lip glosses and balms) in a clear plastic baggie before heading to the airport and wear shoes that are easy to get on and off (for both you and the kid) so you’ll get through security as quickly and as easily as possible.

Any useful travel tidbits I’m missing here? I would love to hear your thoughts. Happy flying!

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Under the Weather

by verdemama on August 30, 2010

Lil’ Buddy unfortunately has a cold today—like, the millionth one this year. Sheesh, kids get a ton of colds! Which likely spells certain doom for Erik and I, especially Erik. As an allergy sufferer, Erik is particularly apt to catching any cold within a five-mile radius. His sinuses are super sensitive, and somehow that translates to being more susceptible to colds. And considering I’m with Orion 24/7, and was kissing him on the mouth a mere 15 hours ago, my prospects for staying healthy aren’t looking so good either.

Fear for my future health aside, my poor little guy was miserable all morning. He finally ended up leading me into the bedroom, climbed up on our bed and thrust the remote control into my hands. He’s really not much of a TV watcher, but apparently he already recognizes that TV-watching is the quintessential lazy day activity. We snuggled together over some Yo Gabba Gabba, and then…

…he konked out. I covered his bare belly with a piece of clean laundry and tiptoed silently out of the room. I hope he feels better when he wakes up. It’s so sad to see our babes feeling bad, isn’t it?

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Back to Ohio

by verdemama on August 25, 2010

Orion and I just returned yesterday from a much-needed weeklong vacation to my homeland of Ohio. It was so refreshing to trade freeways, smog and shoulder-to-shoulder overcrowding  for vast rolling green hills, fresh air and friendly faces. I’m not going to overwhelm you with words here, mainly because I’m still kind of exhausted from traveling and from getting up at 6am every day to play with the dog. I’ll just say that my parents live on a lake, and much lake-centric fun was had.

Witness~

We boated.


We boated some more.

What’s better than boating? Boating with friends, that’s what.

We went swimming, terrible tan lines and all.

We frolicked in the sun.

We motorcycled. (Okay, Orion did. I just watched.)

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A Boy and His (Grandparents’) Dog

by verdemama on August 23, 2010

The huz and I have talked about getting Orion a dog… some day. Way in the future. When he’s old enough to care for it. After a magical drug is invented that relieves Erik of his allergic-to-everything-on-the-planet syndrome. Perhaps after our dog-hating cat Emma has either mellowed or passed on. Not that we want her to go anywhere.

But seeing him with my parents’ dog, Danny, makes me wonder if we should wait so long.

Orion and Danny had a great time playing together, chasing bubbles, tennis balls and each other. Orion woke up (very early) each morning exclaiming, “Arf, arf! (Pant pant pant).” He was so excited to go play with the dog he couldn’t even stay in bed long enough for the sun to finish climbing over the horizon. Luckily for Orion it was crazy cute; otherwise I wouldn’t have been so tolerant of the regular 6am wake-up.

I mean, how could you be mad about this?

I’ve always joked about wanting to rent a dog for post-meal cleanups, and now I joke about what a great babysitter a dog can be (seriously, Danny kept Orion entertained for hours and hours). But maybe getting a dog is a better idea than I previously thought. Or maybe I’m high on sleep deprivation.

It doesn’t get much cuter than this, though.

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Sometimes You Just Have to Laugh at Yourself…

by verdemama on August 20, 2010

Okay, this is the first and likely last time I’ll ever post a photo on the Internet of myself in a bikini (unless I miraculously obtain a smokin’ hot bod that isn’t stretched and flabby from pregnancy), but I just had to show off this ridiculous farmer’s tan I’m rocking this year. (Wait—if it’s in the shape of a tank top, is it still considered a farmer’s tan? Hmm… That’s one to mull over…)

Even though I live only a couple of miles from the Pacific Ocean, I have yet to truly “do” the beach this year. In years past—especially in the seven years I lived mere steps from the ocean’s edge—you would find me there every day, either swimming, or jogging in the sand, or just hanging out with a covert beverage. But this summer has been uncharacteristically cool in SoCal, and I’m just not going to the beach.

I do however still take Orion to the park every day—often twice a day (different parks)—and walk all over town. Usually I’m wearing my regular daytime mom uniform of a tank top and long shorts or short pants. And even though I apply some daily SPF 30, I still ended up with this. Behold. (Please excuse my terrible lake hair.)

Most ridiculous tan lines EVER. Orion’s even sporting a baby farmer’s tan. His is cute though!

You’ll hear from me more later. Wish you were here. Xo

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Into the Heartland

by verdemama on August 16, 2010

Orion and I are headed off to my rural Ohio hometown (population 14, 000) tomorrow for some boatin’, relaxin’ and socializin’ with friends and family. It should be a nice opportunity to decompress; although when I visit my hometown I usually end up running around visiting old friends nonstop. So I’m either going to have tons of time to blog or no time at all. We shall see. If you don’t hear from me, you’ll know what’s up.

Regardless, I’m looking forward to seeing lots and lots of rolling green hills, breathing clean air, stargazing and hearing crickets and frogs instead of traffic and sirens at night.

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Big Kids Skin Their Knees

by verdemama on August 15, 2010

As if I needed more evidence that my little baby is evolving into a full-blown kid, last week Orion got his first official skinned knee. He was with his dad at the time, and from what I understand he was running and biffed on the sidewalk, as excited toddlers sometimes do. He’s totally fine—it’s just a scraped knee, after all—and I’m certainly not wringing my hands over it, considering it’s just a superficial abrasion. But I can’t help but notice how grown up he’s looking these days. (Complete with boyish bruised-up legs.)

He’s handling it like a champ, too, although he keeps re-scraping the wound and is now saying “Ow” more. A few cuddles seem to be the perfect prescription for pain relief.

I’m not going to lose sleep (not yet, anyway) over all the future scraped knees and other minor injuries he’ll get, because they’re certainly inevitable. Like every mother, I want to protect my child(ren) from harm, but I know I can’t. I got my fair share of injuries (five broken fingers, cuts that needed stitches, a pop fly softball to the forehead, etc.) and I’ve lived to tell the tale.

So it’s been a good lesson for both of us: Big kids fall down and skin their knees, but we heal—and sometimes scar—and then we do it all over again.

Maybe it makes us tougher. Maybe we even learn something. If we’re lucky.

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