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Meal Planning is Not for Chumps

I have previously stated that I would rather have my yearly gyn checkup than work on a meal plan.  Despite the multitude of lovely tutorials, plans, and shopping lists on Pinterest and blogs alike, I detest it.  Hate it.  Loathe it.

Mostly because my girls have always had wiggity-wiggity-wack allergies that have made meal planning difficult.  I’d find myself, at night, being a short order cook because one can have dairy, but the other can’t.  Cater to the toddler, cater to the preschooler, cater to the current pregnancy cravings, cater to the husband who is shedding pregnancy weight.  You read that right.  Apparently when your wife is pounding all the food she can find, it can be difficult to not join her in her endeavors.

And then we were thrown for a loop a couple of weeks ago.  Both girls had allergy testing again, and I had whispered little prayers that they had at least outgrown the peanut allergy.  Peanut butter, darling, I want you in my life.

Instead, we added more allergies to the list.  What the what!?

There are some differentiations between who’s allergic to what, but as a whole, we need to eliminate dairy, eggs, soy, wheat, peanuts, tree nuts, sesame, and mustard.  A little overwhelming.

When both girls were born, I had to alter my diet while nursing them.  They weren’t reacting well when I ate dairy, etc.  Drastically changing your diet when you’ve got a newborn and little sleep is a hard pill to swallow, so in an act of solidarity and also in an effort to preserve sanity when the new babers arrives in a month, I am going on the same diet that they are.

Plus, I’m pretty sure it’s mean to eat fluffy buttermilk pancakes in front of children who can’t have any.  :)

Shoot.  I need to meal plan, bittylutions-style.  Forget 30 day rotating calendars, I just need a solid week of meals that I can use over and over again while we figure out what our family can eat.  I am totally okay with feeding my family the same thing for lunch every day.  We’ll get fancy with the recipes someday, but as of right now, I just want to be able to serve a square meal without losing my mind.

So, I scoured the internet, emailed food manufacturers for details (“Could you please send me a list of your products that do not contain the following allergens?”), and considered general toddler + preschooler picky-ness.  (Baby Shark treats my amazing lentil soup with disdain, and Rembot has an issue with fresh fruits and their textures.)

I’m starting off with breakfast, and am hoping that I’ll have a lunch meal plan by the end of the week.  Dinner?  Errr..  I’ll tackle that next week.

Here is my very extensive breakfast meal plan.

 

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Don’t be overwhelmed.  I know it’s a lot to take in.  :)

Smoothies + cereal, seven days a week.  Smoothies are a beautiful way to ensure that my girls get some of the nutrients they’d be lacking otherwise with a restrictive diet.

I start with a base of frozen fruit + coconut milk or frozen fruit + juice.  If I’m doing mixed berries, I’ll add a half cup of frozen spinach (the dark berries mask the green).  We’ll also add a tablespoon of chia seeds or hemp protein.  Top that off with a little honey or agave nectar, and boom.  Breakfast.

Everything sits in the freezer, and I’ve got a basket in the pantry for the dry goods.  I can walk into my kitchen and, even with my antiquated blender, have smoothies made in three minutes or less.  Honest.  I timed myself.

(Note: Kristen from Rage Against the Minivan has one of her children on a gluten-free, dairy-free diet, and wrote a great post about hiding healthy stuff in smoothies, if you’re looking for some ideas.)

And then a bowl of cereal topped with rice milk.  After some research and emailing, I found a couple of brands of allergy-free cereal that the girls love.  Seriously, so easy.  I can have a nutritious breakfast on the table in less than the time it takes to do the Peanut Butter Jelly Time dance.

Where they at, where they at…

Living Room Redo, Hayyy!

Remember in the beginning of January when I introduced bittylutions and told you that one of my small goals was to streamline one room in the house?  And I showed you this picture?

Yeah, it’s a little sparse.  And my friends sort of tease me that my house looks a little like a sad, bland museum.  And I don’t want to live in a sad, bland museum, so I finally took the time to figure out what I wanted to do in here.

My budget was small.  And I blew a good chunk of it on pillows that I really liked.  (They went on sale, and I had a code, so I alleviated a little guilt there.)  I realized that with my small budget, I had to make use of stuff I had and go from there.

For example, I still have that super ugly brown muppet couch.

That corner needed a little something-something, and I needed a little storage.  I’ve had a really ugly armoire that my parents bought in the 80s sitting in my basement.  I coerced my brother to help me, and we brainstormed a bit.  I made him do all of the muscle-y work, and after some sanding, primer, paint, and pretty new hardware….

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Not bad, right?  Looking at it now, you would have never known that in its former state, this armoire used to cause people to dry-heave.  I think it polishes up the living room nicely, too.  Before, I was concerned that all of that wood-y-ness and brown was making my house look like a log cabin.

I had more projects I wanted to do, but I was slim on time.  So, I scheduled an entire day when Jack and the girls would be away and simultaneously invited Angie and Amanda up to visit.

Me: “I want a new coffee table, but I spent all of my money on pillows.”
Angie: “How about a pallet table?”
Me: “Every pallet I find is gross and has wildlife living in it.”
Angie: “…..”
Me: “Let’s repaint my ugly coffee table?”
Angie: “Let’s saw down the legs, too.  It looks like a mini dining room table in your living room.”

Using my new pricey pillows as inspiration, I picked out paint and sanded + primed the tables before Angie got here.  Sanding and priming may seem like overkill, but this is actually and IKEA Markor table, so it’s cheap and it isn’t solid wood.  Good prep, Angie said, was key.  Angie also taught me that I paint like a moron.  I worked on this table for DAYS after Angie left.  (It ate up paint, a toddler with a Sharpie attacked it, I put on polycrylic stupidly and had to re-do it, etc.)  Thankfully.  I am now happy with it, and also I never want to touch a paintbrush again.

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After searching in my basement, I found a couple of old, beat up IKEA chairs.  Gave one of them the same two-toned treatment as the table.  (In the above picture, the table’s an orangey-red, and the drawers are coral.  Maybe a little on the pink-y side, but not too feminine.  The man in the house likes it.)  The chair, which now sits next to a shoe basket and a basket for Jack’s backpack, and under a cubby for keys.   Pin It

And, all together, plus some pictures and art in the frames (finally), and a textured rug on the floor.  Please ignore the wrinkles in the slipcover.  They’re sort of new, so I haven’t had a chance to tuck myself into a ball and play steamroller with them.

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The picture’s a little rough since the weather’s been terribly overcast this week, but you get the idea, right?

Whatchu think?

{PS.  My friend Bev @ Flamingo Toes does a great weekend linkup.  I’m linking this post over there and checking out the great things Bev collects from all over the internets.}  :)

Wax Off, Little Kiddies

Bittylutions is a series on small, achievable resolutions.  For example, instead of “be completely organized and keep my house so clean that when the eight year old next door wants to sell me Girl Scout cookies I can let her in without shame,” we are finding ways to achieve success without killing ourselves by making teeny goals.

You know?

While I love the time slots that Jack whisks the girls away so I can deep clean, I’ve realized that as their main caretaker, I need to be able to get things done even when I have a 2 year old and a 3 year old underfoot.

Which seems impossible.  And I always hated when mothers with more experience would say things like “Oh, just get them to help you!  They love that!”

Right.  While I’m unloading the dishwasher, Baby Shark can practice her knife throwing skills.  Sounds totally feasible and safe.  (Sidenote: she’s available for hire at your next party if that Cirque du Soleil act falls through.)

I’ve come up with a list of things my tots can do while I’m cleaning.  Be advised, none of these things occupy them for more than a couple minutes.  But, I’m amazed at how much I can get accomplished in spurts of two minutes.  As a bonus, I always feel better when I can find alternatives other than another episode of Yo Gabba Gabba.

Also, I feel like the magic age of really being able to help is around 3 and a half.  Rembot just hit that magical number, and I find that she is a lot more able and willing than her younger sister.

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Toddlers and Preschoolers can…

1) wipe down cabinet fronts.  Put some nontoxic cleaner (or a little soap and water) on a rag and let them at it.

2) clean the outside of a fridge.  Spray a little nontoxic glass cleaner on the fridge and let them practice their wax-on, wax-off skills.

source: motifake.com via equispace.blogspot.com

3) put things in the garbage.  (A plus for pregnant moms when bending over and picking that tissue up off the floor seems like a difficult feat.)

4) deliver their clothes to the dirty laundry basket.  I bought an inexpensive laundry basket from Ikea for their room, and they love running their dirty clothes over to it.

source: IKEA

5) lay out their pajamas on their bed to be worn that night.  We try to get two wearings out of pajamas.  So in the morning, they’ll take them off and put them on their pillows.  (Or in Sharky’s case, fling it in to her crib.)

6) wipe baseboards/furniture.  Sometimes I give them a rag and dampen it, sometimes I let them grab a baby wipe and go to town on the front door.

7) put their non-breakable cups and bowls in the kitchen sink.

8) fold washcloths.  Rembot LOVES this and it really gives her a sense of accomplishment.  Look at that face!

9) sweep.  They have a mini broom, and sometimes I take the Swiffer, remove a couple of segments, and shorten it to tot size.

10) put their books in the book basket.  (We have one in the living room.)

11) put their blocks away.  Or any toys, really, as long as you have specific, designated spots for them.

12) take off their shoes and coats and put them away.  We have a basket by the front door designated for shoes, and I put two little hooks inside the closet door at kid height so they can easily put away their coats.

 

Got more to add?  I’m taking notes, too, as my homeowner’s insurance policy requires that Baby Shark stops playing with fire extinguishers.  Or some nonsense like that.

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