Tuesday, February 7, 2012

I love Basil




I love basil. Its just they way I roll. I've noticed when I cook with basil if I over cook by seconds it looses its basily-ness. SO today for lunch we are having a raw spaghetti sauce. Its just 2 tomatoes- diced, a handful of fresh, finely chopped basil, finely sliced green onions, half a garlic clove (minced) and a pinch of sea salt. Stir it up, top with some parmesan cheese, done. Its fresh, tastes delightfully sweet and so good for my little people! I serve it over zucchini strips or quinoa pasta. Love!
 
Even the picky eater ate it!

Friday, February 3, 2012

My littlest turned 2!

Happy Birthday Sweet Loulie! You are my joy! You remind me that life can slow down for cuddles. I love you more than words and I'm excited that you are growing more and more into an amazing little person. You bring SO much life and excitement to this family and I can't imagine this world with out your sass :) I love you! I love you! I love you!
Doughnuts for breakfast!

You always want your hands in your pockets


You're 2!!!!!

Jumping with friends :)

After deliberating over a Thomas or Elmo cake, its obvious what was settled upon.





Oh my goodness, I love you so much!
"I two!"

Monday, October 10, 2011

The story of the amazing Zaya! Part 3, the final chapter :)

Through all of this the song Shadows by David Crowder was playing in my head. In case you were wondering :) Its over on the side if you want to hear it --->

Well, this point in the story is the happy part :) Sunday night I laid in bed beside my precious girl clinging to the sweet relief that tomorrow was promised to bring. I listened to her struggling to breathe and all I could do was wait. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. (I'm tempted to bust out an Annie song at this point.) Early Monday morning the sweet ENT came to visit us and told us what would happen, when it should happen and how it should go 'in general'. The plan was to take her to get anesthesia at noon and then they would immediately intubate her and then do a one inch incision in the back of her throat where they would drain the fluid and rinse it out. They planned to leave the incision open to let the abscess continue to flush and let it heal on its own. Then she should wake up in recovery and we would meet her back at her room. The doctor said this was such a great procedure because within hours of the surgery Zay should start feeling better. I looked over at her and I wondered how I could speed up time. I called JM to let him know when he needed to be there (his office isn't far from the hospital) and then I curled up next to Zay on the bed. By this day my little one was just a little shell of a person. She laid with me and whimpered for the next few hours drifting in and out of sleep. I have never seen a child more visibly sick. I haven't been around many children who were sick but the color of her skin, her inability to do ANYTHING was just overwhelming. When JM got there, I started to get up to give him a hug but zay mumbled out a little noise and held on to me tighter. So I stayed.
   Not to much later the nurse came in to take us down to anesthesia. When we were there we go to hear about EVERYTHING that could go wrong and then basically sign away our rights to do anything about it if the worst happened. Awesome. Then we cruised over to the OR where the surgeon came into talk us through the surgery one more time. I looked at my girl and she started looking a little worried. We weren't allowed in the OR with her so this is where she would go on with out us. OH MY GOODNESS!!! I mean rip my heart out. She started crying so pitifully and her little body seemed to small in that bed. Then as angel came in, our anesthesiologist. He was a big guy and he asked Zay if he could carry her and she reached up. As they walked away I heard him asking about her birthday and telling her about his kids and I KNEW she would be cared for. We were taken the waiting area where we did just that, we waited. This is one of those moments where I lost it a little. I just cried. My girl, who I remember staring at her face as I rocked her when she was born, the one that made me a mommy, the girl who showed me how much I could love someone else, that girl, was laying on a bed with a tube down her throat having a surgery and I was out here in a waiting room, praying. It was all I could do.
   In just shy of 30 minutes the surgeon came out to tell us that she was in recovery and that she did great! We made it! She had not yet woken up but he said that as soon as she did, she would be brought upstairs. I practically ran back to the room because I didn't want her to be there with out us. When I got there her sweet school had sent over a balloon and teddy bear and it was waiting on her bed. Seriously, we were surrounded by people loving on us and praying for us. I couldn't have been more thankful. Then I heard the nurse coming down the hall, I stepped out and there was my girl and she smiled. She smiled! It was so good. We slipped her into her freshly made bed and I showed her the new bear and balloon and again, she smiled. The doc said we could let her eat and drink as much as she was up to and that after watching her for a couple more days we would should be released. I can't describe the relief. The joy, the relief. Then I heard it, her sweet voice. I asked her how she was feeling and it was a this little 'good'. It was music to my ears!
   That afternoon, just an hour after surgery here she is:

This was just an hour after being released from the OR!

2 hours after surgery!!

Happy and chatty with her pal (and beverage)

She was laughing, painting, smiling with her friends, eating mac-n-cheese, it was good. She was eating and drinking so good by the end of the day that the doctor said she could go home the next day!!! I mean we were PUMPED! We were both so ready to get out of there. That evening she had been chugging gatorade to convince the doc she was ready to go. It was so cute.
Chugging gatorade!
  The next morning we were released and we headed home with my mom to see Bean and little sis. All I could think of was how good God was to us and how he blessed by his mercy as well as by covering us with His people.
On the way home! (She's giddy!)
    Thank you Thank you Thank you to everyone who prayed, sent meals, came to visit my girl, or sent sweet messages, you changed us. This event changed us and you all were apart of that. I am humbled. Thank you.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

The story of the amazing Zaya! Part 2

  So I ended it last time with my precious girl being loaded into an ambulance and the horrible things a mind can do to you when left alone.
      I sat in the front of the ambulance with the driver while Zay watched Toy Story in the back seat while being monitored. (I wasn't allowed in the back with her. They didn't want me in the way I'm sure.)  Her oxygen was still ok and the ambulance driver was so laid back that it helped keep at ease... kind of. I knew JM was going to meet at the hospital and I felt like I was holding my breath waiting to get there. I needed someone stronger than me. I needed to fall apart. I needed someone to say that it was going to be ok.
    We finally pulled into Scottish rite and I ran to the back to welcome Zay and to let her know that I was right there with her. We walked in the big double doors like a crazy episode of Grey's Anatomy and I was asked a million questions and the EMTs were spouting off medical lingo to the nurses they were passing us off to. It was wild and in slow-motion at the same time. Weird. There was this common thread of conversations where people were confused by her lack of appearing REALLY sick and then the comment would be thrown out: "Have you seen the x-ray?" I heard this probably 5 times from leaving the urgent care office and being admitted into our room several hours later.
    Well, we were wheeled into a triage room and a nurse greeted us, checked vitals, etc, told us the doc would be right in. The doctor came in shortly and checked out my girl and said he wasn't sure if he was going to admit us or just shoot her up with a really intense anti-biotic and send us home... wait, what?! What was all this drama and chaos just to be told that she would be sent home with antibiotics?! Had he even seen the x-ray?! Come to find out, he had not. He asked us if she had had x-rays yet and I informed him that they were sent over with her in the ambulance so the kind man left us to check the pics. He returned fairly quickly with a decision to admit her under surveillance and continue with the intense antibiotic regimen for a few days. If it didn't help then maybe a CT scan, maybe not. That was it, there was no get this thing out quick, or easy answer, it was just, we'll see what happens. I was SO frustrated. My poor little girl was pale, her voice totally weird and she wasn't consuming anything. I just wanted a plan, I wanted to know how these well educated individuals were planning to make her better. Their plan was antibiotics.
      The nurse returned and made me hold my baby down while she rammed a needle in her arm and dug around for a vein. With mt husband, father-in-law and me about to go loco on her ass, she finally gave in to my demands for her to 'find another vein'. This whole time Isaiah was screaming and I was having to hold her still which was excruciating for my heart and my sweet girls neck. She couldn't breath because she was panicking and there wasn't much space in her cramped air-way. Finally they found another easy vein on her hand and I could just lay with my girl on the bed and let her whimper for a while.
   Eventually we were moved upstairs but by this point it was pretty late. The nurse on the 3rd floor was awesome and we were immediately welcomed in with all that we would need for the night. JM headed home to relieve my parents and it was just me and my girl. She slipped off to sleep, which was terribly loud with snoring. I am thankful that she was snoring though because I could tell when she stopped breathing at night. I would be in a half-sleep and wake up because she wasn't snoring and immediately start counting. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10... I'd jump out of bed and move her a bit to get her to breathe. I would climb back into bed and cry. This was our routine for a couple nights. Early, like at 2 am on Sun morning the doctor on our floor came in and said that, in her opinion, Isaiah need a CT scan first thing in the morning to figure out how they were going to work with this abscess. She said it was impressive (I had heard that said a few times at this point as well) and that with the scan they could plan for surgery if the antibiotics weren't doing anything by the next day.
      By this point I had so much peace and assurance that Zay was going to be ok. It was prayer. People knew what was going on and they were praying and I could literally feel myself sheltered in a huge covering of prayer.
    Even though I knew she would make it in my heart-of-hearts I still had to sit there and watch my baby struggle. Sunday morning we were wheeled down stairs for the CT scan and my girl stared vomiting. She was sitting on the table for the scan pitiful, vomiting, small, weak, alone in her pain. I couldn't stop it, I couldn't make it better. At this point she could barely swallow her pain meds. I was coaching her to swallow 1/2 a mL at a time. 1/2 a mL! She would choke on it and then she couldn't breathe and then panic. Terrible. Terrible. So the CT was canceled until they could sedate her later that day. We went back to her room and then the Calvary was sent in!!!!!
    Sweet friends and family came by with food, snacks, toys. It was like Christmas. We slipped out of the CT round 2 and all was well. We returned, to our mini-holiday. Let me say right now that there were some people out there who blessed me beyond words. There are not enough "shout-outs" or thank yous to express what these wonderful people did for Isaiah and for me in this day that seemed so uncertain yet at the same time they made us feel hopeful and comfortable.
   By the end of Sunday we had our surgery scheduled for the next day but poor IG was deteriorating quickly. She stopped talking, she couldn't take pain meds at all, her teeth were turning gray because she had been without nutrients for so long. I just held her, I prayed and I held her. Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. I had such conflicting emotions: On the one hand, yay, she would be better and that nasty abscess would be gone. On the other, my little girl was having surgery and would have to have anaesthesia- so much uncertainty.

I'm crazy tired. This event sucks the life out of me, even now. I'm so thankful its over!! I guess tomorrow night I'll try to finish up with the beautiful ending.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

The story of the amazing Zaya! Part 1

I feel like I need to post. Almost as a way to decompress all the emotions and energy that went into last weekend. Our life jumped immediately back into 'wild' once we got home so I think I need to revisit the feelings, the pain, the joy. I think its going to be a long one.
  
      A week ago today we rushed my little girl to Scottish Rite Children's Hospital with a large abscess in the back of her throat. Let me go back a little farther. About 4 weeks ago my children ALL got sick with a miserable cold and cough. They ALL were put on albuterol breathing treatments every 4 hours. Zaya and Bean were moved to inhalers after a couple weeks as well as antibiotics because of some suspicious lung stuff that the doc wasn't sure if it was pneumonia or bronchitis. Well, this inhaler/antibiotic combo gave Zay a terrible case of thrush which coated her throat. So on Monday, a week and half ago, I took my girl in to see the doctor again because I thought she had strep throat. They did the culture, nope. We went home. Thursday: Zay started to lose movement in her neck. She couldn't tilt her head up to wash her hair in the tub. I noticed she had trouble turning her head from side to side and she had a lymph node that was beginning to swell so bad on her neck that you could see the swelling. Friday: back to the doc. I pointed out the gland and the fact that I thought she had thrush as well. The doc treated her for the thrush with a mouth wash but didn't really address the lymph node. Friday night was rough, I gave her Motrin so she could sleep but she still just looked like she was in so much pain and there was nothing I could do. Saturday: We all went to Bean's soccer game and Zay want eating the doughnut we grabbed for her breakfast. We don't eat doughnuts EVER so I just felt weird about it. For the past couple days her appetite was ZERO so it had been a while since she had eaten- I just assumed her throat was sore. After the game we headed home, ate lunch, or in Zaya's case, didn't, and bedded down for naps. Zaya's neck was so out of whack that by this point it hurt to lay down, her lower jaw was beginning stick out in a weird under bite and her voice sounded like a cartoon character. I called the nurse and explained the past few weeks and told her that I wasn't being 'crazy mom lady' who was over protective of her daughter's sore throat and looking for another chance to get sit back in another waiting room. Well, after telling her about the swollen lymph node and the now, low-grade fever, she told me to take her to an urgent care office and have seen again.

This is Zay at urgent care, trying to smile. Her head is cocked to the side because it hurt to keep it straight.
    Zay and I abandoned nap time (I was so tired) and headed to the local Children's satellite office where we waited for 2.5 hours. I gave her milkshakes, Popsicles, anything to try to get her to get some calories in her body but by this time she couldn't ever swallow her saliva easily. I went up to the counter a number of times asking if I could PLEASE get someone to look at her, but, protocol is protocol. I understood, I have a reasonable respect for rules and orderly systems. Finally we made it to back and the very kind doc ordered some x-rays. We had them taken (which was very painful for Zay because of how she had to move her neck) and once the doctor saw them he called me out to see. What I saw on that screen terrified me. There was the largest bulging abscess behind my tiny girl's throat. It was pushing her trachea forward which was causing her lower jaw to jut out. The doctor said he had made the call to have her admitted to the ER. I started to get my keys out of my bag and asked if I should take her to Kennestone and he informed me 'no'. I was told that and ambulance was on its way to take us to Scottish Rite in Atlanta because they we're concerned about her airway becoming obstructed. Stop. Things got really serious. I held my girl as a million thoughts rushed through my mind, a million scenarios, some with happy endings, others not. The 'nots' scared me. I'm not a worrier. I Honestly have never really allowed myself to enter the world of thought of ever losing one of my babies. Even as friends have had to go there, I grieved for them knowing that I couldn't visit that place in my mind- it was too scary.

At this point she hadn't eaten for 4 days and had a really hard time sleeping. It was terrible.
      They put my precious treasure, my gift from God, on that stretcher and buckled her in and I watched as they slid her little body into the back of the ambulance. I smiled and told her that I would be up front with the driver (I wasn't allowed in the back) and once they closed the doors my mind went to the scary places. What was this huge mass in her neck? How would they get it out? What if there we're complications? What if it ruptured? What if the worse happened? I realized that I had gone to a scary place when I noticed that I was hanging on to the picture we colored together in the doctors office because somewhere in me I realized it could be her last. This made seem dramatic to some but I was so uncertain and Zaya was SO sick. I lost my ability to keep my mind in a happy place. I mean I could coax my self into positive thinking but there was the dark thought that remained and hovered. It truly was my worst nightmare.

I need to stop for now. All these emotions are kind of hard. I'll finish the beautiful triumph tomorrow! I love a happy ending.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Local Honey, Fresh Veggies... Get ready Georgia peeps!

I have a few minutes this morning while I eat my breakfast and drink my coffee. The kids are playing nicely upstairs so I thought I would blog. I'm sure it will not go uninterrupted by some emergency, like assistance on the potty, someone hit someone else (it was an accident of course!), the little one gets left out, you know the drill. Anyway, I wanted to put a little plug out there for my fellow Georgians. In a large number of my everyday recipes I use what ever veggies I have on hand because each week we get a special delivery of organic, fresh fruits and veggies to my door step. Needless to say, its awesome. In the summer, with farmers markets at every turn, it isn't quite as necessary but once things get a little cooler it is great to have seasonal produce delivered. The company is called Natures Garden Delivered and they have so many options so you can make it work for you. I also love it that throughout the year my kids get exposed to so many different fruits and vegetables.

They have 4 different size boxes: Tiny, Small, Medium and Large. We go the medium route which gives us plenty of fruits and veggies with little need to supplement with a trip to the grocery store. It also helps me be creative with cooking so that I can make sure we eat ALL the food that we have. Here is an example of this weeks delivery:

(O) Fuji APPLES/ea 4.00  
 (O) Pink Lady APPLES/ea   Exchanged 2.00
 (O) Yellow BANANAS/ea 7.00
 (OL) Green BEANS/lbs 0.75
 (O) w/ Tops CARROTS/ea 1.00
 (OL) Slicing CUCUMBERS/ea 1.00
 (NL) Hydro Bibb LETTUCE/ea 1.00
 (O) Green ONIONS/ea 1.00
 (OL) Yellow PEACHES/ea   Exchanged 4.00
 (OL) Yellow PEACHES/ea 5.00
 (OL) Green Bell PEPPERS/ea 2.00
 (O) Black Friar PLUMS/lbs 1.50
 (OL) Covington Sweet POTATOES/ea   Exchanged 2.00
 (OL) Bunched SPINACH/ea 1.00
 (O) Bunched BROCCOLI/ea 1.00 




 As you can see, we're getting lots of goodies. The number to the right is quantity and the letters in the parentheses stands for Organic, Local, Natural. Also with each order you have the freedom to exchange up to 3 items. Like, I exchanged the tomatoes for extra peaches because my dad has a garden with tomatoes and my kids will eat through 9 peaches in a matter of 3 days. They're amazing!

So, if you're in the Georgia or Ohio (random? Maybe.) area, check it out! They also offer dairy, herbs, etc.

And if you are in need of raw, local honey, my dad is a bee farmer with some crazy honey producing bees! Its delicious and I think it costs about $15 for 2 lbs! Just email me if you are interested. rebekahnysewander at gmail dot com

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Meal Plan for 8/1-8/7

Hello August!!!! This week I'm trying out a newer recipe, the Lettuce wraps and I really can't wait to see how they turn out. I wish I had something fun and witty to say this evening but I'm having one of those days where all my thoughts seem to be  few seconds behind and I have to really use a lot of energy to think of simple answers to questions. Gotta love it.

Monday 08/01
Thai Curry
So this is an all time fav in our house. Seriously, my husband would eat it every night if he could. So simple too. Start with two cans coconut milk (we prefer the full fat kind) and heat it in a large sauce pan or wok. Add 3-4 tbsp red curry paste, you can buy this in the international section of your grocery store or make it from scratch... what ever time allows. Mix the paste into the coconut milk using a wire whisk until it is thoroughly mixed with no red chucks. Once it begins to simmer add about 3 tbsp fish oil (or to taste) as well as 2 tbsp agave. Once everything is hot and blended feel free to add what ever veggies you have on hand or a bag of frozen stir fry veggies. My fav additions are sliced bamboo shoots, sliced red bell pepper, onion, small broccoli florets, zucchini and spinach or kale. I usually let the veggies cook in the sauce on super low for about 30 minutes or in a crock pot for  a few hours. If you want to add chicken, add some chopped or shredded, cooked chicken breast at the same time that you add the veggies. Serve over rice.

Tuesday 08/02
Meatloaf, squash with onions and green beans
I got this recipe from a health book called "Maximized Living Cooking Plans". It has some amazing recipes in it. Ok, preheat your oven to 375. In a bowl combine a chopped up yellow onion, a clove of minced garlic, a 1/2 cup fresh, finely chopped parsley, one lightly beaten egg and 1/3 cup sugar free ketchup or tomato paste. Add 2 slices toasted Ezekiel bread, crumpled, as well as about a pound of ground beef. Sprinkle with salt and pepper. Mix it up until it is mixed through. I find that using my hands works best but it does feel pretty special. I place the meat and shape it in a glass loaf pan. My shaping it, I mean I pat it to make the top rounded. Bake the meat loaf for a bout 50 minutes, remove and spread another 1/3 cup ketchup on top and cook for about another 10-20 minutes. You might want to let it cool for a bit before slicing in. We don't always.
With the squash and onions I just pour about 2 tbsp coconut oil into a skillet and add 2 sliced squash as well as half of a sliced medium sized onion. Saute it until you like the consistency. Salt and Pepper it to taste.
Green beans: I cook a huge pot of these and we'll eat off of them all week. After snapping these guys I simply put them in a pot and cover them with water, and maybe a bit more. Add lots of salt and pepper and a sprinkle of crushed red pepper. I used to put fatback or salted pork in it but I have changed my ways :)

Wednesday 08/03
Salmon Croquettes with tomato/cilantro sauce, sliced tomatoes and green beans
This is also from the book mentioned above!
Salmon Croquettes: mix together 2 cans wild caught Alaskan salmon,  2 chopped green onions, about 2 tablespoon chopped cilantro, a couple tablespoons chopped red pepper, 4 tbsp coconut oil, 2/3 cup almond flour, a couple teaspoons lemon juice and 2 eggs. Once well combined, make the mixture into round patties about 2" across. Coat the patties in almond flour and fry in a skillet of hot oil. I use coconut oil. Heat them for about 3-4 minutes each side.
Tomato Sauce: Pull out your food processor and throw in 2 cups chopped red pepper, 2 chopped tomatoes, 2 green onions, 2 tablespoons cilantro, 1 tsp sesame oil, 2 tbsp balsamic vinegar and 1 teaspoon chili powder. After pureeing it for a bit, pour it into a sauce pan and warm it. Pour it over the salmon... yum.

Thursday 08/04
Rosemary Roasted Chicken, green beans, caprese salad
Ok, I love cooking a whole chicken. Here's how I do it: Pull out the giblets and neck from inside your defrosted chicken. Take a stick of softened butter and mix it with 3 cloves of minced garlic. Now lets get our hands dirty! Slide your hand between the skin and the meat of the chicken and rub the butter and garlic into every nook and cranny. Place

Friday 08/05
Asian Lettuce Wraps, sauteed carrot sticks
In a skillet, cook ground turkey through. Once cooked, add 1 tbsp rice vinegar, 1 can chopped water chestnuts, a few cloves of minced garlic and 2 tbsp fresh minced ginger. Stir over high heat for about 4 minutes. Add 1/3 cup tamari and 1/2 cup chopped green onions. Serve wrapped in lettuce.
Slice some carrots into toothpick type sticks and saute briefly in coconut oil until it reaches desired tenderness. Serve on top of lettuce wrap or as a side.


Have a great week!!
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