Where am I?!

20 Oct

Welcome to my poor, neglected blog!  In May 2014, I became a managing partner of the Reno Moms Blog, and all of my blogging efforts have gone into that site.  You can view my most recent posts here.

The Reno Moms Blog is a community resource connecting Northern Nevada moms to each other and local resources both online and offline for nurturing, education, friendship and support.  We are a collaborative blog written by and for local moms with regular posts on things to do around town, ways to get involved in the community, parenting solutions, personal essays from local moms, local business spotlights, giveaways and more.

I hope you follow me over there and join the conversation!

My Favorite Things

22 May

I attended a training class this week where we were discussing what products you absolutely loved and were excited to share with the world. A few weeks ago, I attended a Reno Moms Blog party where we each brought a gift bag with our favorite things to share… This got me started thinking that it’d be fun to highlight some of my favorite things on this blog.

So, here is a quick list:

1. SweetLeaf Stevia:  I got turned on to these flavored sweetener drops by a Registered Nurse a few years ago.  They are a great steviaway to kick the habit of artificial sweeteners.  I have so many of these bottles at my office that a co-worker joked that it looks like I’m running an apothecary.  I use these drops in my coffee, tea, carbonated water (soda and root beer flavor), yogurt and oatmeal.  I highly recommend these flavors:  Vanilla, Peppermint, Hazelnut, Coconut, Soda, Root Beer, Grape and Orange.




2. Amazing Grass Green SuperFood and Amazing Meal Mix: I use the Amazing Grass as a daily multi-vitamin, as it is a powder amazing grassyou add to water that is made of organic greens. My favorite flavors are Orange Deamsicle, Chocolate and Pomegranate. I like to start my morning off with a full glass of water with this powder. The Amazing Meal is my protein powder of choice, and is a collection of both greens and vegetable proteins. I make great smoothies in the mornings with the chocolate flavor, mixing it with celery, wheat grass, water and frozen berries. It even has probiotics!



3. My Kindle Paperwhite: I’ve gotten so that I prefer to read on my Kindle than read a regular book. Thiskindle thing is awesome. The user interface is super easy, and I have all my books available at my fingertips. I read on it every night, and since it has a backlight, I can read in the dark as well without straining my eyes. I pick up a lot of free books from Book Bub. I get alerts daily, and download a lot of free children’s books and any adult books that sound interesting. It pushes me out of my normal comfort zone and lets me experience new authors.



4.  Isi Easy Whip:  I bought this so that I can make my own whipped cream, and this thing is da bomb!  I buy a carton of isiwhipping cream from the store, and dump in about a cup of that, add some maple syrup and vanilla  (or even the SweetLeaf Stevia vanilla drops), then use the Nitrous Oxide chargers to add air to it.  We use this on our pancakes every weekend, and it’s also good for a sweet craving.  My kids come running like Pavlov’s Dogs when they hear me squirting a shot of this into my mouth!

More later!

Oh, Ella

21 May

May marks one year since we brought our little Ella Bella Stella Bellin home.  She is a loving dog.  Not really smart, but she is really an angel when it comes to my kids.

Her favorite thing to do is to sit on a child and “talk” to us.  Strange but true.  She does it daily.

She lays around all day and sleeps, and then gets super hyper at about 10pm at night.

In honor of this occasion, I thought I would chronicle the things this dog has destroyed.  It is a statement to our love for her that she has been forgiven (mostly) and remains a part of our family.

1.  My curtains

2.  Shoes from every member of the family

3.  Bike gloves

4.  Sunglasses

5.  The screen door

6.  The china cabinet

7.  Countless dolls and super heroes

8.  Countless pairs of underwear

9.  Drip lines

10.  The fence

11.  The coffee table

12.  The kitchen table

13.  The bathroom rug

14.  Toy lizards

15.  Toy soldiers

16.  Toy trucks (especially the tires)

17.  Couch pillows

18.  Dug holes in the grass

19.  My daughter’s dress

20.  My daughter’s comforter

21.  Blanket on my son’s bed

22.  Two sleep masks

23.  Screen door

24.  Bedroom window screen

Here she is the week we got her:


This is what she looks like now:


Reno Moms Blog: Are You Dense?

4 Oct

Two women came into my work this week and shared with us a risk factor for breast cancer — dense breast tissue.  I learned that knowing whether or not you have dense breast tissue is critical in managing your own measures to prevent measures.  Please go read the details in my post on the Reno Moms Blog.  It is truly life saving information!

Ignorant Bliss

20 Sep

As I was driving my son home from preschool yesterday, he said, “Mom, want to know something really sad?”

Of course I did.

“There were these two planes, and they crashed into twin towers.  One plane hit each tower.”

I’m glad I wasn’t looking at him, because I’m sure there was an expression of shock on my face.

Turns out another 4 year old boy told him about 9/11 in preschool.

I knew that he’d learn about 9/11 eventually, but I really thought that could wait until he was older.  Much older than 4.

Last year after the Sandy Hook tragedy, I remember I thought to myself, how am I going to talk to my daughter about this?  She was 6 at the time.  The same age as many of the victims.

But then, I decided I liked that my daughter believed that the world was good.  I like that she has fantasies about mermaids and fairies, and still believes in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny.  I felt that telling her about such a horrific incident would just shatter her childhood innocence.  I decided that the statistical likelihood of a Sandy Hook incident happening at her school was so small that I’d take the risk that I hadn’t prepared my daughter with what to do if a crazed gunman came into her school.

Just as I didn’t talk to either of my kids about Sandy Hook, I also haven’t talked to them about 9/11 or any of the other mass shootings or terrorism in our country.  I’m a bit in shock that a parent at my son’s preschool did choose to tell their 4 year old about 9/11. 

After my son told me that “sad story”, I nodded and said, “huh”, purposely not giving it any more reaction than I would one of his tall tales.  One day I will talk to him about 9/11, and I will tell him how it impacted me and how scary it was.  But for now, I want him to think that 9/11 was just another story that a 4 year old made up.  I quickly asked him what letters and numbers he learned at school and steered the conversation a different way. 

Here’s to childhood innocence.  May we preserve it as long as we can. 


Reno Moms Blog: Happy First Day of School, Moms!

12 Aug

A second grader and a preschooler, with the extra treat of Grandma being in town to see them off!

A second grader and a preschooler, with the extra treat of Grandma being in town to see them off!

It’s back-to-school day.  The day when all of us make sure the kids are scrubbed extra clean, their hair is perfectly neat, they have new backpacks, and we snap an adorable picture to commemorate the day.

When I was a kid, I didn’t realize how much my mom was doing to prepare for back to school. Now I get it.  Just this past week, I’ve been finding out my daughter’s teacher (and talking around my local mom network to determine that teacher’s reputation), shopping for the back to school supplies designated by that teacher, buying a new backpack, making a mental note to determine if the bus stop location has changed, and arranging for after school care and after school activities.

Click here to read the entire post at the Reno Moms Blog.

This is Four

8 Aug


My boy recently turned four.  It blows my mind how fast time passes when you have kids.  I thought I’d take the opportunity to write a bit about my little boy in honor of this milestone.

So far, four is a fun, playful and exhausting age.  His emotions swing wildly and without warning, where one moment he’ll be an invincible superhero, and the next he is collapsing on the floor in tears if I don’t give him his way.

I like the superhero phase.  It is so much better than the princess phase my daughter went through.  He believes he has superpowers.  He believes he can do anything.   He believes in good and evil, and that it is his job to defeat all the bad guys in the world.  I wish that the princesses of this world were more like superheroes with pretty dresses.


I am getting used to doing everything with a superhero.  I never know what superhero I will be picking up from preschool, and I often have a superhero tagging along and protecting me as I go grocery shopping or bike riding.  It is so fun to see people’s reactions to my little superhero.  I wish I could freeze time, as I love how confident and invincible he is, yet he isn’t ashamed to hold my hand or cuddle me.


My boy is an athlete.  He takes to new sports naturally and with a complete sense of determination.  How many four year olds do you know that have been biking on two wheels for over a year and have taken naturally to mountain biking, hanging in bike parks and hopping off curbs in the neighborhood?  He also swims like a fish without any sense of fear.  That is my boy.  It excites me and terrifies me.  This week, he did a face plant on the cement after hopping off a curb.  He cried, bled a ton, and after I cleaned him up, he wanted to go right back out on his bike and hop off more curbs.

It is amazing what a dose of testosterone will do to a preschooler.  I swear my daughter would have sworn off biking for years if she had experienced such a crash.


My boy starts preschool full time next week.  It boggles my mind, as I swear it was just yesterday that I was wearing him in a carrier and changing his diapers.  He is so fun.  He is so challenging.  I swear his best superpower is the ability to break my concentration and my sense of calm with one of his many tantrums.  But on days like today, when he crawled into bed with me just before my alarm went off because he wanted to cuddle, it makes up for those tantrums.  I think it would be better to be able to hold his hand and cuddle him (despite the crazy fits) than to have him be a grumpy teenager that thinks I’m not a fellow superhero and just an annoying mom who doesn’t know ANYTHING.

So belated happy birthday, my boy.  I love you to the moon and back and you make me so happy.  I will tell you that every day of your life (at least until you go to college and stop talking to me every day.)