Healthy Living

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Girl Mom

Warning: I was not paid for this post. The opinions are mine, and free of charge!

 Girl Mama Friends, this post is for you!

Over Christmas break I was rolling through Etsy and Facebook and happened to see the cutest little shop that offered some unique bows and headbands for little gals, SimpleSassyandSweet. If you've ever been around my daughter, it is highly likely she was sporting a slightly large obnoxious bow. I honestly just can't help it! We have been practicing wearing bows since she was a wee three pounds! I honestly may or may not have bought a box of bows to hide before we knew Baby Cain was indeed a sweet little girly girl.

I did some research and waited until this sweet little shop was open. First off, I had some questions and concerns about how to tie these unique wraps. The owner, Brooke was super helpful and tagged me in a tutorial video. I went ahead and placed an order for two wraps. With a few practice rounds and chasing sweet girl around.... our first wrap was a success!



Calla wore this wrap a good bit over Christmas and received so many compliments! Calla's hair is quite unique and I absolutely love love love it! However it can be a slight task to tame. That's why we love bows. We can let her hair be...


The wraps are very easy to tie. Calla doesn't mind at all. I did practice tying them on my leg a few times... but it was a very simple process. I also love the messy look! You really can't mess these up!



Right before Christmas Santa was looking for Calla's "Something you can wear" gift when Brooke posted these way too precious leopard headbands. One word. Perfection.


It's just the perfect bow for our wild day trips to check on the animals!



My favorite part of this small business is it's a mama, making precious bows for precious babies while she is home with her precious babies. I love supporting a good small business.

The prices are very fair. The shipping was extremely fast. She also is very responsive to any questions. I mean.... does it get any better? Go over to her Facebook page. Like it, and when you place an order... Tell her Calla sent you! :)

Love love,
C^2

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Crockpot Love

I'm setting my timer and only spending 25 minutes on this post because I promised my kids I would grade their writing tonight!

 I have cooked 30 meals in a row over the last 10 days and I wanted to share! (Well, technically I haven't cooked 30 meals. What I mean is we have not eaten a meal out in 10 days.) This is HUGE for us. 2017 is going to be our year.... and we made a goal to not eat out for 30 days. Our breakfasts are the same through the week, I cook one big dinner, and then I split the leftovers for our lunches. Calla eats what we eat, unless I am feeling super nice, then I'll make her one of her favorite dishes.... broccoli cheese rice.


 I should also add that I am a HUGE fan of loaded potato soup and many other recipes that call for cream of something. I've just had to break up with all that. I spent a good part of Christmas break researching ways to use my favorite kitchen tool without the cream and junk. We've been very successful.
 So..... here is what we've been having: (JUST THIS WEEK!)


All of these meals are from the Crockpot:

Chunky Veggie Soup (Not my recipe) 
Vegetable broth
diced tomatoes
onion
celery
carrots
sweet potato
green beans
bell pepper
garlic
parsley
salt and pepper
(You could add beef or turkey)
Chop everything, dump it in, cook on low for 6 hours.

See... nothing bad here!

We had this the day it snowed. Only it didn't snow. It rained. It was amazing and made a TON. We got 4 lunches and 2 dinners from one pot. I also just cleaned out my fridge and put all kinds of stuff in there.


Cilantro Lime Chicken and Salsa (not my recipe) 
Chicken breasts
1/4 cup of lime juice
2 tablespoons of olive oil
1/4 cup cilantro
1/2 teaspoon cumin
salt and pepper

cook on low for 4 hours

I served this with an avocado salsa I made:
4 avocados
1/2 cilantro
lime juice
1/2 tablespoon red wine vinegar
garlic
I just mixed everything in my Ninja


It was super creamy! I served it over riced cauliflower and veggies. It was so good! My co-workers tried it too and loved it!

Again, nothing too bad here!

Slow Cooker Pork Lettuce Wrap (Coach did not wrap his in lettuce. It was too much for his Coach-y- ness.)
4 pound boneless pork roast
chili powder
cumin
salt
pepper
juice from two limes
onion

Pat with the spices. Drizzle with the oil. Cook on low for 4-6 hours.

Y'all. This was SO SO good! Again, two dinners and two lunches. My coworkers were commenting on how good it was smelling!


BBQ Chicken
Put 4 boneless chicken breast in the crockpot. Dump 1 cup of sauce over it. Cook on low for 4-6 hours. It literally takes 5 minutes. I literally spent 20 minutes on the veggies.

Now, before you wonder about the sauce... I spent 25 minutes of my life reading labels and searching for one with NO SUGAR and all natural ingredients that I knew what they were. Sorry, Kraft... it wasn't you! I found a great one that I love and will buy about 10 bottles next time. It's kinda $$$ but I was trying to stick to natural ingredients.

Let's talk about sides. I am currently obsessed with riced cauliflower, Brussels sprouts, and sweet potatoes.
I have been roasting the sprouts and potatoes. I cut the sprouts in half, toss in olive oil, cover in black pepper and sea salt. Roast at 425 for 12-15 minutes. I PROMISE I hated these things just the other day. But now....  They are so so so good!

I don't know how folks make it without a crockpot.TIP: If you are leaving it in the crockpot for a long day, freeze the meat and place it frozen in the pot on low. This keeps if from burning all day. That was a free tip that I found back in the coaching 5 sports days... :)

Did I seriously just write a post about food?!?! YES! And you just read it...


Love love,
C^2


Friday, December 30, 2016

#GrowingCains

June 24, 2016. That's the date of the last published blog post. When I wrote that blog post I didn't know that was going to be the last blog post for 6 months. However, a break was good. I don't think I knew I needed a break from the dot com. But WE did. The Cain house needed some time to forgive, grow, and listen. Life has been insane and crazy the last six months. The topic of this post is to let out the crazy and move on. Here we go.

Forgive.

I had to forgive. When I think of blog posts I go over them about ten times in my head. I think, "whose feelings will I hurt?" "Who will think I am pointing fingers at them?" (When I promise I'm not.) I had several blog posts ready to write.. then I had to find it in my heart to forgive. This was a process our whole house had to go through. So..... we have. We are now done with a season of life and God did an amazing job of preparing another season for us. We forgive. I forgive. That's all I have to say about that.

Grow.
Wow. Have we grown! I'm not just talking about the tiny Baby Cain that is eating all the foods and growing out of shoes and clothes faster that my heart desires.... I am talking about personally, professionally, as parents, as teachers, as coaches. We have GROWN!


For me: I have been thinking about what career goals I want to set. This year shortly after the year started I was offered a leadership role. It was exactly what I needed to find the growth and clarity I was looking for. I am praying for guidance where that role is concerned and I know God will take care of the rest. He always does.

Coach has grown! Not just in classifications, but I truly feel he learned SO much in just the 6 months here. I know God had plans and is still working. I mean.... our football season ended with a 13-1 record. Nothing to complain about here!

Calla: Sweet girl is talking nonstop! Her hair is growing into a wild mess. She is picking up on so many skills. It is mind blowing how fast time flies. I can't put into words how much my heart grows each day because of her. She is truly amazing. (And a Daddy's girl for sure!)


Dog Named Dub: He's grown old! Calla is truly the boss of him. He is a good sport. His favorite place is by the window acting as neighborhood watch. There is truly no other Weim like him.

The past 6 months have not in any way been easy. I may go ahead and admit that 2016 was the hardest year we have faced for so many different reasons. I am going to call 2016 #GrowingCains



Listen.
We found a church here in The Bridge. Learning to listen has been hard. Have you ever attended a church service and during the entire message thought, "Wow. He is talking RIGHT TO ME!" This has happened every single time we visited Turning Point. I am happy to say... it is our new home church. More to come on this.
During our season of #GrowingCains... we had to learn to listen.


So, I say all that to say this:
In 2017 my goal is to blog once a week. I really LOVE looking back at the struggles, accomplishments, celebrations, times with friends as well as the growth of our family. This blog has helped me remember that life is full of amazing moments.... and even some not so amazing.

Love love,
C^2


Friday, June 24, 2016

A Cain Update.

The babe is sleeping and my bathrooms are clean so I decided to take ten minutes and crank out a short update on the #CainLife.

One. Home Sweet Home.
The Bridge is officially home.
Happiest girl ever. 

 Pictures are on the wall. Landscaping is complete. Ferns are hung. We got another grill and Coach is cooking again.
Thanks for the calls and texts from friends and family checking on us. We are absolutely loving life!

Confession:  I was worried that we would never see our Bffs again... Well, good thing they love the city! It was like old times the other night when Coach said, "MR will be here in ten minutes." Ha! Friends are my absolute fave.


Two.
Kroger is 4 miles from my house and another five miles is Publix. This is trouble. My envelope loving self has fallen off the cliff and small trips every other day must stop soon. Until then, we will just enjoy walking in Kroger just to "check out the coffee." Yeah, we have done that. More than once.
Oh, and Aldi. We have two of them about 8 miles away. I am so in love. Give me all the fresh and veggies for CHEAP.

Three.
I'm officially DONE with college forever and ever. Amen. Callahan is the next human that I have to put through college. (I'm throwing a side eye at YOU, Coach.)


Four.
Life is pretty dang AHHHHHMAZING. Prayers are being answered each and every day and I am so so so so so so blessed right now. GOD is so so so so so so good.

Five.

I cut my hair off. Again. The Pixie cut is back and I am so in love.

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Calla's Birth Story Part Four

I am sitting at this computer nearly 4 months after starting this post and finally feeling like I want to post it. Sorry for the delay.

My goal is to wrap this story up in this post! I am so ready to start posting monthly updates of our sweet little babe.

So around 2am I was calling the nurse begging for some Tums. I really thought I had some major heartburn. Within about thirty minutes, I knew it was not just some indigestion. I knew something was going on. I couldn't sit. I couldn't lay down.  I had to literally walk around. I would try sitting and laying in every and any position. When I would lay on my side, it felt like my body was going to blow up. It was the worst pressure and "full" feeling on my right side. I walked around and just cried. The nurse came in three times and finally went to get the doctor. She said she just KNEW something was not right.

I would throw up from the pain and then literally one time I thought my water broke. (It totally didn't.) FINALLY the doctor came in. I really couldn't tell you what happened after that. Somehow the next twelve hours were kinda a blur. I do remember these key points.

The beautiful doctor (no really she was like a tall super model) came in and told me my blood work and labs had dramatically changed. I wasn't having heartburn. My liver enzymes... something something something....

The only cure to the changes my body was making was to go ahead and induce.

You can still have a "natural" childbirth, but we are going to induce you. Starting now.

Brandon washed my feet because he said they were horrible from walking around all night. His exact words, "You would die if you knew how dirty they were." He knows me well.

Labor pains... yeah I never felt a single contraction. Well, I take that back. I felt them. I told Brandon I was having them but I loved them. (insane) I could feel the contraction, breathe through it, count, and focus, then it was gone. That horrible terrible kill me now pain in my side... It would not stop no matter what.

Doctors come in and check... I was 7 cm BUTTTTTT there was a sudden change in my last lab. Bam... I have no platelets. Can't give birth without platelets. Here comes a team of doctors. We are going to have to give you another IV, a few bags of platelets, and we need to do an emergency c-section. The tall super model doctor was replaced by an even taller man doctor that was literally 6'8. I asked him. He said once we had the platelets, then Baby Cain would be out within the next hour. They were all rushing in and out. I have never had so many doctors! I feel like somewhere in this day Coach called our parents. I feel like everyone dropped everything and ran... not too sure though. I was only worried about Baby C.

THOSE WORDS. This summer we participated in birthing classes. I wanted any kind of birth BUT an emergency c-section. The difference is that the husband can't go back with you. No skin to skin. You can't see your baby until you wake up. That was the birth that was going to occur. This summer we also made a plan that if this type of birth did occur, we didn't want anyone to see Baby Cain before us. We wanted to be the only ones that got to hold Baby Cain. Brandon promised. (He did an amazing job of holding back the sea of grandparents!)

A young and hyper doctor comes in to give me another IV. I remember him sitting on the floor to put in my IV while ten other doctors did something.

Brandon and I pray. I am sent back. I am asked a million questions. I remember talking to the tall doctor.  He can't find gloves big enough in the operating room. Everyone laughs about that. The nurse gives me a sour drink to drink... it was SO SO SO good! I was so thirsty! They gave me a mask... and then I counted to three... maybe I got to two.... and then I woke up in the recovery room to my husband's face.

We had the most beautiful baby girl. Her name is Callahan Ryan. She has brown hair. She is really tiny! Brandon took my phone down to the NICU to take videos and pictures of her. She really doesn't look tiny at all in the pictures. I say that to him and he says, ."She's really just perfect!"


It was Friday, August 14, 2015 around 7:15 when I woke up. Now I have to sit in this bed for 24 hours. They need me to have more mag, and to get my levels down. LONGEST  24 HOURS EVER! I can't eat. I am so so so sore. I do NOT take any pain medicine because it makes me super groggy and mag already makes you feel horrible.

Brandon puts on a pink polo. At this time our family is here but doesn't know the gender. When they walk in and see Brandon's shirt everyone is very surprised! (Everyone in the family thought we were going to have a boy!) Penny had a video on her phone of this whole episode. I watched it once when we got home and cried. I looked like I was about to die. I felt really terrible and looked it! It just breaks my heart because I guess this situation was really serious. I think I was told it was petty serious, I just didn't care. I really only cared about seeing the tiny baby that was all mine. Once the family knew that Baby Cain was indeed Calla, I called my closest friends. I remember calling Ginger and then hearing myself speak and thinking... "I sound terrible!"

That evening the hyper IV doctor comes in. He notices that my hand is swelling. It was actually pretty bad. He orders an ultrasound on my arm to rule our a blood clot. For the record, ultrasounds on your arm are not nearly as fun as ultrasound to see your precious baby. However, they are just as expensive! There was not a blood clot, the IV was just not that great. They finally took it out. I still have one in my other arm.

I was officially diagnosed with THIS. The symptoms I had were spot on exactly the same. It was literally textbook.

This was my first ever surgery. It was very painful and the nurses say that when they are emergency surgeries the main goal is get the baby out and make sure mama is safe. There really wasn't time to sit and think about the pain or feel sorry that absolutely nothing went like I ever planned. BUT... it didn't matter one bit! We have the most perfect baby girl that is beautiful and healthy! Now... the countdown begins. I am ready to go down to the NICU! Oh, and there is lots of pink to be purchased!

Now that it has been almost 9 months since the birth of our sweet baby I have had plenty of time to reflect on things that needed to change in my life. First, family. My relationship with family is most important. Second, friends. I pray daily that I am a friend to everyone. I pray that I am there for anyone and everyone that needs me. Brandon and I have been blessed with the most amazing adult friends. Daymond and Chasity dropped everything. (Literally I called them three times over the span of Calla's birth and no questions asked they were there to help.) No words can express the love we have for that friendship.

Dear Calla,
On the night you were born you changed our lives forever. You were so tiny and so sweet.You are the definition of perfection.  On the very night you were born your daddy was the only one to see you and touch you. You did have so many visitors though! Pippy, D, Mimi, Aunt Doni, Auntie Beth, Uncle Mr. Ray and Auntie Mrs. Ray are the ones that were waiting patiently to see you! For real they had to wait. I wouldn't let them meet you until I got to hold you in my arms!


Now there it is. The final story of Calla's birth. It wasn't picture perfect. However, we were prepared. I urge couples to make a plan in case of an emergency. I knew that I didn't have to worry about a single thing because Brandon and I had already discussed all the "what -ifs". I would love to say that everything was great from this moment on but there were many bumps. None of it matters at all. Calla Girls is a happy healthy baby! Being so in love doesn't even begin to cover it!

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Halloween PJs

I've decided that there is absolutely nothing more precious than a sweet little babe in some festive pjs! Poor daddy. We may or may not already have the next two holidays set for festive sleepwear! No worries.... Calla already has an envelope!

Here is our sweet baby in her first Halloween pj set! I'm linking up with other blogs to show off our sweet babies in the first fall season! 

Being 10 weeks old is hard work, but she makes the sweetest model! 




These pjs were a gift from a sweet friend in Jefferson. They were given to us as a shower gift! Hey... gender neutral = My First Halloween pjs! 


Happy 1st Halloween, Callahan! We sure do think you are the perfect little pumpkin! 

Friday, October 16, 2015

Calla's Birth Story Part Three

Here are the first two parts of the greatest adventure of our lives if you are playing catch up.
I thought in my head I would have this story out in three parts. I think I am actually going to do four.
Let's get started: 

On Wednesday morning we decided to stay put. My favorite doctor (haha so far! I had a new favorite each day!) came in and decided I could eat while on mag, but he wanted another bag ordered just to be safe. I guess if I have to be on medicine that I absolutely hate then it's a plus that I get to eat! The downside... the food I get to eat.... hospital food for the win!

When your parents don't quite believe you are fine... they drop everything and come visit! They also bring the necessities like face wipes and the other wipes that are needed! :)

I had my mom take this picture to send everyone because believe it our not, I really was feeling fine.

(Well, as fine as could be on that horrible medicine.) I was going to try to document each and every moment. Here is my first IV... it was the terrible IV that would eventually cause issues.


I was not allowed to take a bath and if you know me at all: You know I MUST take two showers a day. So this was pretty much cruel and unusual punishment. My mom did actually help me take a sponge bath and braided my hair out of my face. I will forever be thankful for that!

When you are now considered "high risk" you do get some pretty great services. The best was that I was hooked up to monitors that were tracking movement and the baby C's heartbeat. That was the best sound ever. I told Coach that I wanted a noise maker that made that heartbeat sound. We could hear her move, have the hiccups, and her precious perfect heart. Sometimes we would just sit and listen. Oh, and different doctors want to come in and measure different parts of the baby's body. One doctor came in to look at the brain. He was performing an ultrasound and accidentally said, 'He looks great!' My MIL heard him and instantly screamed. Poor doctor looked like he saw a ghost. We told him we didn't know the gender and he said "he." His response, "Oh! No! I don't look at at that! I am seriously only looking at the brain development! That is just habit I guess!" I suppose now that I have been holding my sweet angel baby GIRL for two months I guess I believe him and his bad habits!

Once their visit was over and we assured them that we were both fine... they went home to try to wait out the two weeks we would sit and grow a baby. Coach and I then had time to chat about our long term plan. (You know I love a good plan!) We decided that it made more sense that he camped out with me for the remainder of the week, then went home and back to work. That way he could be off when we came home. (In two weeks!)

We were moved from one end of the hall to the other end. We moved from Labor and Delivery to Recovery. The room was much nicer, but the bed was still a chair. I hated that Coach was going to have to attempt sleep in that thing. It was horrible.

Coach did what Coach does... he sets out to find some snacks. We lived outside of Augusta for a short time right after we were married and we fell in love with a HUGE bookstore. Coach did take a little visit because he refuses to get an e-reader. He needed something to read to take up time.

 I also needed a brush. Side story: For ten years I have only used ONE huge round brush. I assumed that in the nearly five years of our marriage that Coach knew what brush I used. No. He came in fussing about how much a brush cost! He said, "Do you know how expensive brushes are? I'm glad I shave my head!" Sheesh....So he bought me a cheap flat brush. I hate that thing. Luckily my BFF brought me my real brush later on in our stay.

We hung out in our new room and just read/ watched TV/ watched Ric Flair videos a hundred times/ made friends with the nurses/ listened to Baby Cain on the monitor. Wednesday night was pretty good and Thursday we just hung out. We were getting pretty hungry and the canned carrots were just annoying

so Coach said he would go get something good for us as takeout. I LOVE Olive Garden and it breaks my heart that we don't have one close by. So I suggested my favorite salad, bread sticks, and chicken dish. Coach set out to get dinner. When he made it back we had a romantic dinner in the hospital room.

 I didn't eat much because I really started to feel like I was full and uncomfortable. At 10pm I said, "I am going to try to go to sleep. I think that dinner gave me indigestion."

Oh how I wish it was just indigestion!