Flourless Peanut Butter Oatmeal Cookies

Flourless Peanut Butter Oatmeal Cookies

Whenever the pantry is low, it never fails to happen that I want to bake something. But there’s really nothing you can bake when your shelves are bare, right?

WRONG-O. Enter the easiest cookies you’ll ever make. Seriously. All you need are four ingredients – and those four ingredients can be substituted with other stuff! Leave out the oats if you don’t have any. Substitute the peanut butter for another nut butter if that’s what you have. Use whatever kind of sugar you have in your house. I mean – how easy is that?

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Looking Back at 2014

Looking Back at 2014

Happy New Year, folks! As is the custom for a lot of people, I thought I’d take some time to look back at 2014. Buckle in and enjoy the ride because I have a feeling that this blog post will be long. I don’t really know how to do it any other way because 2014 felt long.

In fact, 2014 was one of the most difficult years of my life.

Starting the year with a three-month-old meant that on January 1, 2014 I didn’t feel ready or prepared to kick butt in a new year – it meant I was exhausted. At the beginning of 2014, I was struggling with postpartum depression and a lack of motivation to do really anything (probably because of the exhaustion and the postpartum depression). Honestly, I felt like I had zero interest in life. I probably put on a relatively decent front for other people, but God, my husband, and my son (well, maybe not him – who knows what a three-month-old understands?) knew how bad it had gotten. Pajamas all day. Crying. Yelling. Fear. Incredible anger. Incredible guilt. I just felt…desperate. A feeling I carried with me through the majority of 2014 (and while I feel so much different now, it’s a slippery slope I have to manage diligently even now so I don’t go back to this place).

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Easy, No-Fail Slow Cooker Chicken Stock

Easy, No-Fail Slow Cooker Chicken Stock

A couple of years ago I read about all of the health benefits of homemade chicken stock. But I didn’t do much with the information at that time because (like a lot of leaps into the real food world we’ve made, or have yet to make) I was kind of intimidated by the process.

My philosophy when it comes to real food is this – you need to choose what’s the most important to you at that point in time, and focus on making those things from scratch/paying more for those things/sourcing those things/etc. We can’t do it all at any given time. Baby steps is where it’s at. And for a long time, chicken stock just wasn’t a priority for me.

Until I actually looked at the label on the organic chicken broth I was buying from the store. Why was there sugar in my chicken broth? And what is “chicken flavoring”? And holy cow, look at the amount of salt in it! Suddenly, making my own chicken stock was a must.

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Things I Love: June 2014 Edition

Things I Love: June 2014 Edition

I’m always thinking to myself, “Man, I should share this thing that I love on my blog!” – hence, the Things I Love monthly series! These are some of my current favorite things.

By the way, none of the things mentioned below are sponsored (no one paid me to mention them). This is just a list I’ve come up with on my own.

So let’s get to it! Here’s what I’m into this month.

Wooden Teether Sticks

Our Little Guy is teething something fierce. His first little teeth are almost all the way through. We’re making good use of teething tablets, essential oils (Thieves and Copaiba), and frozen washcloths – but these natural wooden teether sticks are a current favorite. We bought them some time ago but I’m just starting to appreciate them now. He chomps, and chomps, and chomps on them. They’ve held up well and seem to be helping him out.

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The Story of Little Bear’s Homebirth

The Story of Little Bear's Homebirth

This post is a long time coming. Little Bear is just about nine months old now! Luckily, I jotted down notes about his birth not too long after it happened because I knew some of the details would be lost otherwise. This birth story has been approved by my husband for accuracy (if you’ve had a baby, you know how things just kind of get foggy at a certain point).

Also, I’d just like to mention that since this is a birth story, I’ll be talking about birth things and body parts. So if you’d like to avoid hearing about birth things and body parts, feel free to skip this blog post.

And this is going to be long. I didn’t want to break it up because it just felt right to me to keep it all together. So grab a cup of coffee or something.

Here goes.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013 – Hurry Up and Wait

Around 2:00am, I got up to go to the bathroom (which, at this point, I was doing an insane amount of times every night). As soon as I hopped out of bed, I felt a pop and then immediately I started gushing from below.

I waddled my way into the bathroom and, lo and behold, my water had broken. Like, a lot. As in it wouldn’t stop leaking, so I spent a good amount of time in the bathroom until the whole process was over with.

I was in total shock at this point. I had absolutely zero signs of labor leading up to this. None. So to see that my water had broken (and knowing that your water breaking like that is actually not a common thing, even though it’s portrayed as otherwise in movies and on TV) was pretty surprising.

I headed back into the bedroom and woke up my husband and told him the news. I’ve never seen a man fly out of bed as fast as he did. With a shrug and a “I’m fine – nothing is really happening”, we both went back to sleep. We knew we’d need our rest for the day ahead of us because, obviously, our baby was going to be born on this day (or not)!

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