Monday, April 16, 2018

How to fit 6 Days of Vacation into 2 Backpacks and 1 Baby Carrier



My parents were fortunate to retire young and move to Florida. I am even more fortunate to visit them and have done so four times in the four years they've been there. And every time I go I pack less stuff!

The first time we visited Audrey was two and we brought: one very large suitcase that we checked, two carry on's, and one personal item each. Since we had so much room I thought it would make sense to bring a lot of toys and books (kids get bored without lots of toys!), two outfits for each day (toddlers are messy!), and all the cloth diapers (I'll definitely want to spend time washing and drying diapers on my vacation!).

It turned out that grandma had a box of toys and books for her (plus we were so busy doing things we didn't have a lot of down time at their house), I needed to do laundry anyways so the extra clothes were unnecessary, and spending a week in disposable diapers would have saved time and stress (not to mention that a poopy cloth diaper is not fun to haul around all day at the beach).

Thankfully each trip I cut down on the amount of stuff we brought. My natural inclination is to over pack, especially when traveling with our young girls. This last trip was a spur of the moment decision because I found a really good deal on tickets. But we were flying on Spirit airlines, which only allows one personal item for free. Since I didn't really want to pay to bring stuff that I might not even use, I had to reconsider what I had packed in the past and only bring what was truly necessary.

Here's what we packed in our backpacks:





The girls clothes. Each girl had 3 outfits, pjs, swimsuit, sun hat, 3 pairs of underwear for Audrey, and enough diapers to last the travel day for Deidre. Grandma had diapers for us at her house but if we were going to a hotel I would still buy diapers at our destination instead of bringing them with.





My clothes: 3 outfits, pjs, swimsuit, sunhat, 3 pairs of underwear, and bra. Since we only packed 3 days worth of clothes I did laundry once. If we were at a hotel I would still plan on dong laundry even if that meant I had to hand wash our clothes.
Also pictured is my wallet and our vitamins, toothbrushes, comb, and a few hair ties. My mom provides shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, deodorant, and sunscreen (we are low maintenance). If we were staying at a hotel I would use what is provided there or buy it. It's not worth the hassle bringing liquids through TSA when you're wrangling two kids by yourself!





Here's what we brought for entertainment on the plane (if Deidre was a bit older we could get away with a fraction of this stuff! But she has a typical attention span for a 17 month old). Our in flight entertainment included: kids magazine, 3 thin books, folding felt board and felt shapes, memory game, lacing animals, 2 coloring books, twistable crayons (great for travel!) and stickers, finger puppets, sunglasses, beaded necklaces, Audrey's tablet and headphones and charger, my headphones, and my book. (This is a GREAT book by the way! And every time Deidre sees it she says "BOO-BEE! BA-BEE!" 💓) Not pictured is my phone which I used to take this picture.






For travel outfits we wore layers. A necessity when traveling to Florida from Minnesota in an arctic spring (It was January 74th when we left and the day after we got back was the historic April blizzard - 22 inches of snow!) Wearing layers versus just a sweater allowed us to bring an "extra" t shirt to wear there. We wore thin pants, t shirts, sweatshirts without hoods, and this lovely socks and sandals combo!


Some other things that Grandma has for the girls are a high chair, car seats, and umbrella stroller. I would rent these things if they were truly necessary instead of bringing them on the plane. The only thing that I think would be truly necessary would be car seats unless we stayed in one place or relied on public transportation. 

I've found a huge benefit of crunchy/attachment parenting is that we don't need a lot of the baby gear deemed necessary by mainstream culture. I exclusively nurse, negating any need for bottles, pumps, or formula. When my babies start eating solids they just eat real food so we don't have to worry about purees or puffs. Highchairs are convenient but your baby can also sit on your lap or stand up in a restaurant booth (Deidre's favorite). I bed share from birth so all I need is a bed larger than a twin, although that will do in a pinch. I do a lot of baby and toddler wearing, so while the small stroller is nice it's not a true necessity. 

My advice when packing for a trip is to lay out all the stuff you're going to shove into the suitcase on your bed and then put half of it back. 😊 Think about what you truly need instead of what you think you need. You'll be happy to have less stuff to keep track of and haul around the airport. Less is more!



Thursday, February 15, 2018

"What Do You Do All Day???" In 30 Pictures


7:13 am: Hope the baby will fall back asleep after nursing




7:38 am: No such luck. Time for Plan B - Coffee and Facebook





7:47 am: Making breakfast while Audrey tells me about her crazy dream
(it was funny, but I can't remember it now)






8:28 am: Making beaded jewelry
(not pictured-trying to get the dog to wear a necklace)





8:32 am: Deidre gets into the art supplies





8:45 am: The bane of my existence





9:12: Audrey getting in the way helping me bring the laundry downstairs





9:14 am: Deidre immediately wants in the laundry basket too and tries to shove Audrey out





9:17 am: Toddler Tantrum Instant Fix #1
(Bonus points if you knew right away what Deidre is doing)





9:47 am:  Toddler Tantrum Instant Fix #2





10:30 am: Dog Tantrum Instant Fix





11:20 am: Mini Mom Nap





12:08: Lunch tastes better if you try to climb on it





12:12: She ate all my tomatoes...





12:49 pm: The love of Audrey's life





12:57 pm: Sleepy snuggles and Netflix





2:41 pm: Story time





2:42 pm: Read it again





2:48 pm: Book #8





2:49 pm: Quite the character





3:00 pm: Legos





3:00 pm: Homeschool





3:30 pm: Snack





3:45 pm: Clean Laundry Ride





4:05 pm: Helping me make Audrey's bed 
(Bonus points if you can decipher our sleeping arrangements. Hint: there are actually 3 beds.)





4:12 pm: Milk is better when you can wiggle your butt in the air





4:32 pm: You've never really lived until you've worn a baby while cooking. 
It's hard to tell but she's in a ring sling.





4:39 pm: Instant Pot meatloaf and mashed potatoes 





5:01 pm: Dancing Queen




In case you didn't notice, there are some gaps in my day. I've blacked out any memory of that time, but I assume the following took place: changing diapers, letting the dog out to potty, getting everyone dressed, putting snow gear on everyone, cleaning up after meals, picking up toys, multiple conversations with Audrey, a few other homeschool activities, switching over the laundry, putting away the laundry, and the rest of the day after Ryan got home from work. I was tired of taking pictures figured you had seen enough.



"A-a-aye, I'm on vacation
Every single day 'cause I love my occupation"

Friday, January 19, 2018

The Process of Purging

I love getting rid of stuff. If I could, I would rent a dumpster and just chuck All.The.Things. into it, laughing manically while the Imperial March plays in the background. But alas, I do live with other people who have these inconvenient attachments to their stuff. And I suppose I might miss some of my favorites too.



So that leaves the question of, how do you figure out what to keep and what to toss when getting into minimalism? There are many different methods. Some experts suggest you go room to room. Others say this is ineffective because people typically have one category of stuff in more than one place in the house. So they advise to gather up all the things from a category, such as books, pile them in the middle of the floor, and sort from there. I find this fairly impractical to do with small children and limited chunks of time available though. So I do my own method, which summed down is basically: Start sorting through things. Get interrupted 47,808 times. Try to keep sorting until you have to nurse the baby/make dinner/take out paint for the preschooler. Stop but come back to it later. ALWAYS come back to it later!

This is not me. But it is an accurate representation of my average day.

And that is the really the key to any method. Perseverance. It has taken me over a year and I still don't quite consider myself to be "done." Which may be in part to my random, personalized method but it has worked. We have so much less stuff now and the things we do have, we really love or we really use.

Ryan started 6 months ago and just today he decided to get rid of his vintage gaming consoles that he never plays. It took him awhile to be ready to part with it. And that's pointer number two: you will make second and third passes. What you once thought you could never, ever bear to part with you may eventually gladly place it in the donate pile. Sometimes it takes us awhile to be mentally and emotionally ready to part with things. And that is okay, it's all part of the process. Minimalism isn't a competition to see who can get rid of the most stuff the fastest, but a very personal journey which will leave you with the things you most love and use.

When I first started on this journey I initially thought I was only going to go through the baby stuff. I thought I liked having a lot of books and clothes to choose from. But then I realized that having a bunch of just okay stuff really took away my enjoyment of the things I loved. My absolute favorites. And I realized that I didn't even really like a lot of those clothes and books. They were just something to keep around until I got something better. So I asked myself, If I didn't currently own this item, would I want to go out today and buy it? A lot of the time I would say no. No to the books I read once years ago but didn't really want to read again. No to the clothes from thrift stores that were cheap but out of style. Yes to my collection of Tracy Chevalier novels. Yes to the skinny jeans that fit me just right.

Aren't they beautiful? Someday I want them all in hardcover.

Some things I didn't really want anymore but I didn't want to just donate it either. Such as outdated childbirth education materials and my old horseback riding equipment. So I found people who would use it. Even though it was more inconvenient for me to get rid of them that way, I felt better about it. Most things just went to the thrift store. Unless you think you can make a lot of money or you want to pass it onto someone who will certainly appreciate it, it's usually not worth the time and headache to try and sell your stuff.

One of the hardest things to sort through has been the girls' toys. Deidre doesn't know or care if we get rid of something but Audrey is very attached to all her things. This makes for a difficult situation, especially as we have a "small" house of 1440 sq ft and very generous family members whose love language is gift giving. I regularly go through the toys and put aside anything she hasn't touched in awhile. If she doesn't ask about it for a few months, it goes. We also talk about going through things whenever she sees us doing that. One of our family values is: We only keep what we most love. If we're not using it, we need to give it to someone who will use it.

We also do a toy rotation which allows for more toys to be kept but saves me the headache of having a million toys to clean up every day. Because that's the thing: the more toys we have, the more I have to put them away. The more stuff you have, the more you have to take care of. Less stuff = less work for me and more time spent doing things I enjoy.

One of the many things I enjoy

I've noticed we're much more conscious of what we bring into the house too. It's not always easy to come home without buying something extra but it's not worth the wasted money and space in our house. The other day I went to Target and I had a very short list of what I needed. New jeans because my old ones tore in the knee, epsom salt, and dog food. I did look through the dollar and clothes clearance section for fun and I did find things that I wanted but I stopped and asked myself "Do I really need any of this stuff?" The answer was clearly no, so I focused on enjoying the browsing and I went to the check out with only the items on my list. People think that children are impulsive and have no self control, but adults are often not that much better.

Instead of spending money on unnecessary dollar items or clothing, I would rather spend it on horseback riding lessons or travel. I would rather have awesome life experiences than a house full of stuff. Everyone is different, of course, and there's nothing wrong with enjoying material things but I am glad to have discovered the joy of minimalism at this point in my life. It has, and continues to be, a beautiful thing.

Monday, September 25, 2017

My Journey into Minimalism

I have always enjoyed getting rid of things. I would go through the house, usually once a year after Christmas, and toss a few things in a paper bag to bring to Goodwill. Since our family's four birthdays run from October to December by the time January comes around I am feeling very overwhelmed with material items. This annual purging always gave me a sense of lightness and relief. But I never thought I would become a "minimalist" in the trendy, millennial sense of the word. Even though I had a walk in closet bulging with clothes, my daughter's toys were spilling out of the toy room, and my kitchen cupboards were filled with things I didn't use often, if ever. I thought that I liked all the clothes for variety, my daughter would be able to stay occupied more easily if she had lots of toys, and I might use those kitchen tools one day.


Isn't this what minimalism looks like? Boring white walls, uncomfortable furniture, and definitely not kid friendly.

Then I had my second daughter. My pregnancy and birth was amazing, beautiful, and soul feeding. (If you're curious to read my birth story or posts on pregnancy and postpartum those are right below this post.) But as I lay tucked into bed with my newborn during my postpartum baby moon I felt this nagging sense of anxiety that crept into the edges of my happiness. It was hard for me to push away. Even from the bedroom, the house felt too full. Not with people but with stuff. There were several large boxes of maternity clothes and baby clothes in the walk in closet that had been there for months. My home birth supplies sat in a corner of the room. My daughter's plethora of toys, which had only grown recently when she had her fourth birthday, were scattered around the room. Gifts for me and our new baby were sitting on the dresser. It was hard for me, a neat person by nature, to ignore the mess and concentrate on resting and nursing the baby.

Some of this chaotic mess may be inevitable with a new baby and a woman who greatly values the under appreciated art of rest in the postpartum time. But I knew something had to give when I got up from that bed a few weeks later. My husband was in his final year of his master's degree and would be gone from the house six days a week for his full time job and internship, plus homework in the evenings. My good friend told me about how she had started to get into minimalism. I knew a few other people who had done that but I didn't know how feasible it would be with a husband who had a lot of trouble letting go of things and two young children. She suggested we watch the documentary Minimalism. We did and our perspective totally changed.

The documentary doesn't focus so much on the how to's of minimalism but more the philosophy behind it. After watching it we had a long discussion about this minimalism concept and how we could adopt it. 

For us it came down to: what would we really miss if there was a fire and our house burned up? Would we miss all those hand me down knickknacks? The books we kind of liked but hadn't read in years? The extra stuff we kept in the closet "just in case?" 

Or maybe, our life would be better, richer, more full of meaning and less stressful if we pared down the excess and kept only what was truly useful, meaningful, or beautiful to us?

We prioritize what we value most and remove everything else that distracts us from it. 

We started our minimalism journey in ways typical to us. Ryan dumped a bunch of his stuff into boxes for Goodwill. I watched more documentaries and read several books. I definitely don't recommend starting minimalism when you have a newborn, a preschooler, and are in the final year of your master's program! But I knew this was going to be a journey and not a race. I would go through things gradually and have probably taken over ten trips to Goodwill with the van full of stuff. We've been purging things for about nine months now and we're still not "done!" I don't know if we'll ever be "done" though. Again, the whole journey thing.



This was actually a trip to my friend's house for a garage sale, but you get the idea

Another important aspect of our minimalism journey is the prioritizing of how we spend our time and what we focus on. I've realized that I would really love to take horseback riding lessons again. Horses were my whole life during my much of my childhood. At one point I thought I wanted to become a professional rider. Although I don't think that will happen I do want to get back into that passion. So for my birthday and Christmas I am going to ask for money for riding lessons instead of material items that I don't want or need.

We've probably gotten rid of about half of our material items at this point. And it feels great! In my next post I will talk about how we did this: my thought process while going through things and how I figure out what to keep or what to toss.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Lying In: A Traditional Postpartum BabyMoon

Ahhh, is there anything better than snuggling skin to skin with your newborn in an oxytocin soaked state while others wait upon you and do all the monotonous daily tasks that keep a household running? I think not! If you're never experienced a traditional lying in (also called a baby moon) you are missing out. It's one of my favorite things about giving birth.

After my gentle, unhindered births I enjoy all the lovely hormones that facilitate optimal bonding between mother and baby in my own environment with my own (very few) people. I settle in my own bed for days, only getting up to use the bathroom. Baby stays skin to skin with me, except for when she's being held by other family members, even at night. This can also enable a great start to breastfeeding. Both my babies had gained above their birth weight a few days after birth and my milk supply was plentiful. Vaginal birth, skin to skin, and breastfeeding are also three ways to help baby establish an optimal microbiome.



From the birth tub to the bed, and there I stay!


Sweet baby, skin to skin the following morning.

Ideally I like to stay in bed for about a week. Then I wander out to the living room couch for another week or so. After that I might venture downstairs or right outside to get some fresh air. It's usually a few weeks before baby and I even go in the car anywhere or take a walk. I wear pajamas or comfortable lounge clothes. My favorite is those flannel pajamas with the button down tops so baby and I can stay skin to skin but my arms stay warm.

I also took it easy after birth because I was healing a second degree tear without stitches (again). That meant: bed rest, soaking my bottom twice a day, frozen herbal compresses made by my midwife, and no stairs for a few weeks. Once again, I healed great and am very glad to not have had stitches!

Even if you aren't healing a tear, it's very important to rest as much as you can after birth and have others mother you. It's essential for optimal physical and emotional recovery after pregnancy and birth and also to adjust to the new family dynamics.

We expect way too much of women after they have a baby.


First postpartum days. Baby is skin to skin, I have my flannel pajamas on, and Audrey is keeping me company along with the stack of books on the shelf.


Daddy and his girls (Mommy was taking a shower). Baby moons are for partners and siblings too!

What do I do during all this time in bed? Watch movies, tv (I watched Dr Quinn this time), read books, sleep, nurse the baby and change diapers, eat, play with Audrey (so much coloring and Sofia the First!) I really enjoyed the slower pace and all the time to rest and cuddle my family. I also had a few visitors but I am very picky about who I allow in during this special time. Our immediate family visited and a few of my close friends when they came to drop off meals. I love to post a lot of pictures on social media but prefer to keep my postpartum environment like my birth environment.

Birth is a very spiritual and sacred experience and that naturally carries over into the postpartum time.



One of my first meals from a wonderful friend, complete with a baby skin to skin and flannel pajamas.



A few weeks later, now I'm in the living room and baby has clothes on.

Ryan has been very fortunate in being able to take several weeks off for both girls. It was a bit more difficult after Deidre was born because he was also doing an internship for his master's program, so we hired a postpartum doula to help on those days. She was amazing and did laundry, meal prep, dishes, took care of Audrey, etc.


My awesome postpartum doula, Jessica!

After Ryan went back to work my mom, who is retired, came up from Florida. She stayed for two weeks and took over doing everything Ryan was doing: housework, errands, meals, taking care of Audrey and the dog, etc. I gradually started doing more and going out more at the end of her stay.


 My mom taking Audrey and the dog to run off some energy.

My favorite thing to eat during this baby moon was breakfast sandwiches I made and froze ahead of time and placenta smoothies! My friend Jody, who was Audrey's sibling doula at the birth, prepared my placenta for raw smoothies. She drained the blood, pureed it in the blender, and froze it in an ice cube tray. Ryan put one cube in each smoothie along with strawberries, banana, and juice. I tasted no placenta, just fruit. But I did crave those sandwiches and smoothies every day I woke up during the first week postpartum. Then my placenta was gone. And so were my cravings for them.


I ate all of this, except for the cord. Doesn't it look delicious?


After my mom left I felt pretty confident in resuming my usual tasks and taking care of two children. Here is a picture of a typical day when Deidre was young: babywearing in lounge clothes, hair in a messy ponytail, toys all over, Audrey painting at the table. Gotta love the #momlife


I know this kind of postpartum isn't possible for a lot of women. Especially if they don't have help from partners or extended family. But if there's anyway you can take a traditional baby moon, do it! It's such a short, sweet time during your life. You won't regret it.