HEADS UP! I’ll be hosting a free, LIVE webinar this Thursday (November 17th, 10am PST)! I’ll be covering how essential oils can drastically improve your life. Even if you can’t attend live, register to snag the replay right in your inbox! Join me? If there’s one thing for sure I hate in the world, it’s artificial scents. Insert
A Family Health Center At Home: Building Options Great bonding can be done over poopy diapers. As I sat with Juliette at church a few days ago, I struck up conversation with a friend of mine who was changing a poopy diaper and struggling with a dang ‘ol skin issue in the diaper area. And I completely
Changes, y’all. Big changes. I felt so melancholy a few nights back, I wanted to just crawl out of my skin. I sat in bed, nursing Juliette… staring out the window… praying with Stuart. The sprinkler was watering the field off in the distance and it’s faithful tick-tick-tick gave a rhythmic undertone to my heavy
Life Snippets Daily snippets of life in our homesteading madness. Welcome to the party, rockstars.
I don’t really want to write this post. I’ve been avoiding it for six days now. Because somehow, as my fingers stroke the keys, it makes it all so much more real. As many of our Facebook friends know, we’ve been asking for prayers for our Sally Belle over the past six days. Because I’ll
Remember, way about when, when flies didn’t bother us? (Well, rather, flies didn’t bother Adam and Eve…) Can you even imagine what that must’ve been like? Yes, I think of those times… when Adam was in the Garden, milking his sweet Jersey cow, frolicking in meadows of green grass, squirting milk into his perfectly clean
I remember reading in one of Dave Ramsey’s financial guidance books that if people are making fun of your car, you’re probably in the right spot with your debt payoff. Well, the ‘ol van is broken down and sitting in our driveway (in true trashy fashion). It’s got a mouse living in the dashboard somewhere
Man. Man, oh man, oh maaaan. Do I love my husband’s beard. I know. Not everyone out there is a beard-lovin’ woman, I just happen to be one of them. I think my love for beards first came from my love of Ray LaMontagne, a singer who continues to pull at my heart strings with
I use a lot of essential oils. Like. A lot of them. And I love them. Let’s just all remember that as we continue on in this post, shall we? As many of you know, I sell and promote essential oils and am happy to do so. I love the company. I love the product.
If only I had been wise after the birth of my first two children. Advil was taken. Medicated pads were used. The water that they gave me to “rinse myself” with wasn’t cutting the mustard. And the uterine cramping when I first began nursing was almost unbearable. As my sister prepared for having her first