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2019 Goals: June


Goal Review: May 2019


May was tough. Claire had a rocky month- lots of difficulty falling asleep, night waking, extreme clinginess- which left Matt and I both ragged. I spent a lot of time on the road to my hometown, going to OBGYN appointments for some new pelvic issues. Matt had an accident on a ladder in our backyard. Our financial woes escalated. It just hasn't been great. That's my disclaimer.

2019 Goals: May



Goal Review: April 2019


How to Create a Zero Waste Car Kit


Sustainable is stylish. 

In some ways, this is great. People are more likely to be mindful of how their lifestyles affect the planet if doing so is seen as cool and trendy. But the idea that to create less waste, you have to go out and purchase more stuff to do it- albeit sustainable, organic, bamboo stuff- is a bit paradoxical. 

2019 Goals: April


Goal Review: March 2019


Six Months In: A Cloth Diapering Update


Three months ago, in A Beginner's Guide to Cloth Diapering, I shared a comprehensive overview of our cloth diapering routine. I received good response from that post, so I thought that I'd give an update now that we're six months in and fully immersed into the cloth diapering world. We've learned a few tricks since that post, and, with the introduction of solid foods, we've had to step up our game a bit. I also wanted to make a few "corrections."

Get ready for lots of poop talk.

Disconnect: How Do We Unchain Ourselves from Our Phones?


Standing in the kitchen one night after dinner, I was holding my five-month-old daughter, Claire, in my arms as I entered my food data into the MyFitnessPal app on my iPhone. My husband stood a few inches away, sipping a can of sparkling grapefruit-flavored water, watching us.

"I just saw something," he said suddenly, in a somber tone. "Claire was looking at your face, and you were looking at your phone, so she looked at your phone. She looked back up at you, then at your phone, then back up at you, then back at your phone."

I glanced down into my daughter's chubby little face, her big blue eyes staring into mine with expectation. I tossed my phone onto the kitchen counter, held her closer, and began to cry.

I am sick of this. 

2019 Goals: March