Cucumber sandwiches are something that I really like. I find them flavorful, light, and still tasty. I also like how easy it is to hide onion in with the cucumber so my kids will actually eat them.
Here is my recipe for cucumber sandwiches:
(Amounts depend on how many cucumber sandwiches you are making)
1 yellow onion chopped finely
1 clove of garlic chopped finely
2 cucumbers chopped
8 oz cream cheese (soften it)
1 cup mayo
1/2 teaspoon of tabasco sauce (you could do paprika instead)
Chop the cucumber, and onion. Drain the juices. Chop the garlic and add to the onion and cucumber. Mix the mayo, cream cheese and tabasco sauce together and then add to the cucumbers and onion. Salt and pepper to taste. Smooth onto sandwiches and enjoy.
I remember many instances where I’ve had to be breastfeeding in public.
I don’t have a problem doing so or anything, I just prefer not to.
I prefer to be sitting in a comfortable chair, with a delicious drink of my own, either reading a good book or watching something interesting on TV.
While breastfeeding in public I can’t usually do any of those things.
Irritating, yes.
One instance of breastfeeding in public always stands out in my memory.
It was just under a year ago, Fenix was just barely three months old.
I was out and about at the local Wal-mart, Fenix got hungry. Now what kind of mother would I be to refuse my starving baby girl her food? I am not that kind of mother. I put her needs above my own, found the only available bench (located just inside the entry to Wal-mart) sat myself down and let my baby eat. With no less than a hundred people a minute passing by us I was certain someone would have the nerve to give me a hard time about breastfeeding in public.
I came up with all sorts of come backs to say should anyone have the nerve to hassle me.
It wasn’t long before someone approached me.
“Well,” I thought. ”Here we go.”
I watched the woman walk toward me. With a clenched jaw, and narrowed eyes I was ready to defend myself.
The woman stopped in front of me and smiling said,
“I just wanted to tell you thank you for breastfeeding your baby in public.”
My mouth hung open full of a sarcastic reply which I fortunately managed to close my lips over and swallow.
Instead I smiled back stupidly with absolutely nothing to say back,
I may have mumbled out something to the effect of,
“Uh, your welcome?”
She smiled warmly and explained that she was a breastfeeding specialist, or something along those lines, and that there were so many women who wouldn’t breastfeed in public etc….
Well, after that conversation I sat on that bench in shock.
I had been so prepared for an attack that I was completely caught off guard by someones praise.
I’m just glad it was praise for my actions and not for my ample, milk filled breasts, lol!
(Items you might be lifting may include, toys, clothing, toys, shoes, toys, food, toys, books, toys, kids, or anything heavy.)
…one really should bend at the knees not at the waist.
One could even go down in a low squat which will really work the quads, the buttocks and even the abs,
assuming you do it correctly.
If you’ve got little kids like I do, squatting to do your lifting will result in a fabulous mid morning, mid day, mid afternoon, or late night workout.
Can we just pause a minute so I can let a solitary tear roll down my cheek…..
A baby catcher by Peggy Vincent.
This book was so well written.
I didn’t think I would like it.
I mean come on, the title, A baby catcher.
the author Peggy Vincent, a midwife.
I was certain it wasn’t for me.
Not because I have a problem with babies or midwives, but because I am not a midwife and I don’t plan to have anymore babies.
Why in the world would I like a book about both?
Well, I didn’t just like it, I loved it!
I was captured in the first chapter, draged into the hospital delivery room of a young, skinny, naked, black woman, running circles on top of her hospital bed.
I looked around made myself comfortable and took a front row seat to the adventure of not only birthing a child, but catching one as well.
I stuck around and rolled my eyes in understanding, gasped in surprise, wallowed in nostalgia, and cried over each happy ending.
I loved A Baby Catcher by Peggy Vincent.
I think it’s one of the best pieces of literature an expectant mom could read to prepare herself for the joy of childbirth.
And
I think it’s a fun read for any woman who has joined the “I’ve had a baby” motherhood club.
Give it a try, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did :D
