Friday, May 30, 2014

Pie

Today I made lots of pies.  Yum!


Our ward had a Relief Society activity last night and I was asked to teach how to make pie in a jar.  It was a homemaking themed night with two classes, the pie class and a wall decor class.  It was so much fun!  However, I probably shouldn't have been the one to teach the pie class because it was my first time making pie since I was 15.  They seemed to turn out alright (a little brown on the edges though).  My partner Shawna made the filling and I made the crust.

So I had seen on pinterest the idea to make pie in a jar.  It was so fun to have our very own personal pies and they were so yummy to eat and would make the perfect gift for a birthday, get well, teacher gift, or a visiting teaching treat.   I will just tell you how to do it!

Whip up some pie filling (or buy a can from the store) and some pie crust (recipes below).  

Then take little pieces of crust and flatten them with your hands and put them inside the jar (use a small glass canning jar).  Keep doing it until all the class is covered on the inside, almost like making a pinch pot.  

Put a small blob of butter in the bottom and then fill with pie filling until it is just under the lip of the jar.  

To make the top of the pie you can either pinch the crust flat with your fingers or you can roll out the crust and then use the lid of the canning jar to cut a top piece out.  Put the lid on the top so that it is just below the lip of the jar.  You want everything to be just below the lip so that you can put the lid of the canning jar back on.  

Cut some little slits in the top, put the metal lid on, and you are done!  It can be cooked right away or frozen.  Just make sure to put a cookie sheet under the jar while it is in the oven because they tend to overflow with juicy sweetness!

They ended up being delicious and just the right size for one person.  I hope you make them because they are so fun!

Shawna's Peach Pie Filling
(For a 9 inch pie)

5 cups sliced fresh (or frozen) peaches.  If frozen, let some of the liquid drain out.
1 tsp. lemon juice
1 cup sugar
1/4 cup flour
1/4 tsp. cinnamon
2 Tbls butter or margarine

Mix peaches and lemon juice.  Stir together sugar, flour, and cinnamon.  Mix with peaches.  Put into pastry lined pie pan and dot with small bits of butter all over the top.  Cook at 425 degrees for 35-45 mins.

Raquel (or is it Grandma Merkley's?) Pie Crust
(for a 10 inch pie or 7 mini pies in a jar)

1 cup shortening
2 2/3 cup flour
1 tsp. salt
7-8 Tbls. cold water

Mix ingredients until slightly crumbly.
For full pie cook at 425 degrees for 40-50 minutes.
For jar pies cook at 425 degrees for 35-45 minutes.


Wednesday, May 28, 2014

A Blanket for Ella

My most recent crochet project was for my sister-in-law's new baby Ella.  I absolutly loved this pattern! I also am a fan of purple.


Yet again, I had a hard time giving the blanket away but I was super excited when Holly sent a picture of little Ella laying on it.  We haven't gotten to meet Ella yet but will this summer.  So excited!


Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Today's Favorite


My favorite thing today was watching Elsy throw this green ball all over the porch.  She loves the warm weather and is so content to play out on the porch while I do my chores.


Logan helped me put up a little fence.  I know she can't fit through the porch but being three stories up the fence helped me have peace of mind.

And of course, my destructive daughter pulled a bunch of flowers and leaves off my potted plants.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

A Leavenworth Weekend

Can I just say I love Logan's job?  Not only is it a wonderful job he likes to go to, but it has some great perks.  One of which was a weekend company getaway to Leavenworth!  We stayed at a place called the Sleeping Lady (very creative name by the way).  It was fun to get to have a fancy dinner with all the families Logan works with.  Here is a picture of our cozy little one room cabin. 




We all got company sweatshirts to wear around too! 


The next day we went into town to do a little window shopping.  If you don't already know, Leavenworth is a little town up in the Cascade mountains of Washington.  All the buildings have to build in a Buvarian theme.  Even the McDonalds!  It is so fun and old fashioned.  We got lucky to be there on a festival day so all the workers were dressed in old traditional German garb.


There were some fun shops!


If you know us, we can't pass up a good bakery...


Nutcracker central:  Elsy meets Sir Hans the nutcracker. (Yes those are all nutcrackers!)


Before we left we had to try out our new baby backpack we cently found for a great deal.  So we went on a little jaunt down by the river.






Elsy ended up sitting in the water and getting a little sandy.  Definetly something we are going to have to get used to!


We had a blast and were so grateful for Logan's company for letting us have such a fun weekend!

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

D-MER: A Breastfeeding Condition

This post has been a long time coming.  Eleven months to be exact.  Mostly because people, including myself, don't like admitting that something is wrong with them.  Well, I have decided to tell you about a condition that I have.  I am doing this because for a long time I didn't know what was wrong with me.  I was worried, embarrassed, and scared.  And finally when I got up the guts to finally tell someone about it she had an answer for me.  I want to have that answer for others if they are feeling the way I did.  So, (deep breath because I'm clearly out of my comfort zone) here it goes...

I have a breastfeeding condition called Dysphoric Milk Ejection Reflex, or D-MER.  "D-MER is an anomaly of the milk release mechanism in lactating women.  A lactating woman who has D-MER experiences a brief dysphoria just prior to the milk ejection reflex." (Wikipedia). Or in my own words, D-MER is a short feeling of depression/anxiety coupled with a gut wrenching feeling in my stomach for about 30 seconds to a minute before my milk lets down.  It happens probably 80% of the time for me but for others it is more or less often. 



When I first had Elsy I began having this terrible feeling all the time. The only way I could describe it to Logan was that I just felt like something bad was going to happen.  We at first thought it was just anxiety and worries about having a new baby.  But I began to realize it only happened when I was nursing and I soon began to hate nursing. It wasn't until later that I discovered it was just when my milk let down.  The feeling was brief but it was completely overwhelming in its nature and I would feel scared after it passed.  I began trying to distract myself.  I started reading my scriptures when I nursed to help me feel better but I soon quit because I didn't like associating the scriptures with such a wretched feeling.  Logan would try sitting next to me and talking to me to distract me and that didn't help either.  I just kept wondering, "What is wrong with me!?"

Finally, at a check up, I mentioned it.  I was very embarrassed about it.  The woman helping me just looked at me for a second and said "I've heard of this." Um... okay?  She left and came back with a book.  There was one short paragraph about what she called D-MER.  I read it and wrote down the website it mentioned.  The woman told me she only knew about it because another woman had it in the office, until then she hadn't heard of it.  I went home feeling a little better.  Someone knew how I felt!...even if I hadnt even talked to her.  I looked up the website, D-MER.org, and read the entire thing in one sitting.  I felt so overwhelmed and relieved that this wasn't just all in my head.  It was an actual condition!  I was so relieved that I was no longer confused... and then I started to cry because I still really didn't want to feel this way!  It took me a little bit but I finally accepted it and could cope with it better because I unspderstood what I had. 

Here is what I learned in a quick nutshell.  The woman helping me didn't know much about D-MER because it is a relatively new discovery.  The first time someone recorded feeling a feeling of dysphoria when their milk let down was only in 2004.  It wasn't given a medical name until 2007.  People just didn't talk about it prior to then.  The cause is still unknown but it is assumed that it has to do with the levels of dopamine in a women's system when her milk lets down and that the dopamine 'misbehaves' somehow in women with the condition. D-MER is a physiological reflex, not a psychological one.  This means you can't talk yourself out of the feeling because it is a chemical reaction that is occurring in your body rather than a thought process you might be going through.  You can find more information on D-MER.org.

So why am I telling you about this?  Because as I have studied this condition, as well as breastfeeding, I have noticed a lot of women commenting on hating breastfeeding because they can't stand it for one reason or another.  Maybe they don't like to have their breasts touched or they for some reason cry uncontrollably every time they sit down to nurse.  Whatever the reason they usually end their comments with "I don't know why this happens but it just does."  Well, I guess I just want to raise awareness of this condition.  I know that it is not the answer for every woman who finds herself disliking breastfeeding, but it is the answer for some.   

Once I knew I had D-MER it wasn't all that bad anymore.  I understood that it would only last less than a minute, that it would pass, that other women knew how I felt.  Prior to this the bad feeling seemed to last longer, even after nursing, because I felt confused and scared after the feeling passed.  By understanding what I had I no longer hated breastfeeding.  I could finally pinpoint my problem.  Instead of giving up breastfeeding (which I contemplated a few times) I was able to begin to enjoy it because I knew it wasn't some crazy thing that was all in my head.  When the feeling would start I was able to grit my teeth, lay my head back and say, "This will be over in 30 seconds."  I'm not going to lie, I am a bit relieved to be weaning Elsy now that she is almost a year old, but I was able to enjoy nursing her more once I found out what was going on inside my body.

I am so grateful that I learned about this condition.  I just wanted to write a post so you are aware of it.  That way if you or someone you know experiences these kinds of feelings you will be able to better understand and explain what is going on.  I am grateful for my husband for being so understanding and helpful.  

Elsy is almost one year old now and I am in the process of weaning her.  I plan to breastfeed my future children, too.  In the words of my good friend Amy, "For something that is supposed to be natural it sure is hard and uncomfortable!"  It's so true but in the end, being close to your baby is all worth it.

Monday, March 17, 2014

St. Patrick's Day

Today is St. Patrick's Day!

Recently I realized that instead of wondering "What I am going to do today?" I need to start wondering "What am I going to do with ELSY today?" She is getting old enough to where she likes to go out and do things instead of playing in the corner of books for an hour.  So during lunch I was going over ideas in my mind and thought why not just find everything green in the apartment in celebration of St. Patrick's Day?  So we did.


Okay she didn't learn the word green, or even learn to recognize it when I tried to get her to grab out the green spoons from the other colors.  In fact she kind of just was quiet and stared as I carried her around saying "Green!" as we picked up everything I could see that was green.  But she DID like reading all the green books (mostly because she likes it when I read to her, not particularly because they were green) and she did have a great time playing in her pile of green.

I put on all the green clothes she had and we had our green party.  (She has just recently learned to stand up on her own... no walking though).




I handed her her rainbow sunglasses and sock monkey and explained about gold at the end of rainbows.  She didn't get it... but she is starting to get that sunglasses go on her face.

We had a fun, green afternoon.

P.S. My Grandma Merkley sent us a fun card in the mail that told us we can claim Irish roots because my 5 greats grandfather Jacob married Sarah Warnock, an Irish lass.  They had 8 children and 81 grandchildren.



Friday, March 7, 2014

An Ear Ache

My poor little gal has an ear infection.  After just finishing off a cold she woke up yesterday to some painful cries.  My suspicions were confirmed later at a doctor appointment:  a nasty ear infection.  She sat with a warm rice pack on it for a while but has quickly bounced back.  My parents are in town and she hasn't slowed down a bit. It's hard to see such a cute little body be in pain but it's always nice to get the extra cuddles.