You know it’s going to be a delight to make an echinacea tincture that begins with a butterfly photograph, am-I-right? I’m right. Take a deep breath… in and out… another deep breath… there you go. Don’t you feel better? Now stare at the butterfly below, take another breath, and then we’ll move onto this homemade echinacea
Yesterday, I was curled up on my bed in fetal position. My bones ached and my skin was magically pulsing with heat and covered in chills at the same time. My eyes were watering and desired nothing more than to stay closed no matter the cost. My body was fatigued and weary. I went to
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
Remember that time you were pregnant, for your fourth time, and you felt pretty tuckered? And remember when it only took 14? 15? 16? (how many weeks am I again? does anyone even count the 4th time?) to grow out of your brand new wardrobe that you finally splurged on after weaning the last baby?
For a variety of reasons, this has been a difficult post for me to write. I keep thinking the words will come easily and that I’ll be super eager to share, but in reality, they don’t. And I’m not. But I will – because I think it’s important, especially as a blogger, that we maintain
Chicken feet. The feets of the chicken. Boys and girls, that’s what we’re talking about today. Now, don’t go gettin’ all grossed out. Y’all are familiar with our ideals for our farm. Nothing gets wasted. And why on Earth Americans wasted these wonderful morsels is beyond me. We’ll eat fast food but we won’t simmer chicken
Many of you have been with me here on this beautiful blog journey for many years now. Many of you have stumbled with me through the beginnings of our way of eating and our way of life. Seeing your names come through the comments is like enjoying a cup of coffee with an old friend.
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.
Three weeks ago, I spent a night in the hospital. Not by choice, naturally. The day began as normal – cow milking, children wrangling, and breakfast baking. A few hours later, I noticed that I had begun spotting. That’s a scary sight for a pregnant person. Especially one with uterine abnormalities like mine (you can
What? Don’t give me that look. Have you ever experienced the first few days of nursing post baby? They can be rough. So when I attended by sister’s baby shower this weekend, I was eager to mix up this breastfeeding nipple cream recipe to help a girl out. Nipples need help. It ain’t all fun