Transcending Reality

Life through the eyes of Angel

Orange juice, or atleast thats what jack thinks it is. Although sometimes he does refer to it as carrot juice.

Either way, I’m just Happy that he drinks it!

He used to eat so well. He loved his peas and i was able to sneak veggies in his homemade chicken nuggets but now that he is older he decided he doesn’t like it.

As im sure like most of you with children understand that once you reach this point you very quickly realize something needs to be done. SOMEHOW, through miracles, you need to get some nutrition into your kids.

Vitamins, sure he eats it like candy. Jack actually reminds me of his vitamins. But I’m trying to raise a health minded child to become a health conscious adult one day. I don’t want him thinking he can take a magic pill that gives him everything he needs, or will solve all of his problems.

One day I was talking with some co workers about juicing. I bought a juicer awhile back after a different coworker explained how wonderful they were. I found one at a local thrift store and figured what the heck. After that one almost caught fire, I decided to buy a new one and try again. When it finally arrived I was pretty much haunted by the first experience and was too afraid to try again.

How silly right? I know, very silly.

Well I got over that fear quite quickly after the second conversation at work. Another mom was explaining how she juices veggies because its the only way she can get her daughter to consume them. I needed to try it at this point.

After scouring the internet I finally found a simple one that we love. The best part, its super healthy and nutritious!

Without further adue,

Ingredients :

  • 2 carrots (washed and peeled)
  • 1 pear (peeled and quartered, seeds removed)
  • 1 orange (peeled)

Juice all together and voila, you have yourself a modified orange juice.

Having your child(ren) assist you in the kitchen is an easy way to engage them. You can teach them various types of fruit and vegetables. They can do simple tasks and learn how to safely handle things. You can educate them on nutrition and best way to prepare them.

Jack loves to help. He loves to put the vegetables and fruit in the juicer. I have him count them, what color, and what they are called. After all his hard work he gets to drink it. Yum.

Win win.

Have you ever stopped and smelled the.. lavender?

I love roses too, but this post is strictly for my love of lavender.

Such a versatile plant, with such beauty. The scent alone can put me in a trance let alone watching as it flows through the wind. I have a beautiful budding lavender bush in my backyard. I would have a million if it was up to me, I mean I did have two… but we won’t even go there.

Its amazing really, as much as I love herbs and plants and gardening I am terrible at keeping them alive. I have to thank Justin for that, because he definitely saves them alot. Maybe one day I’ll aquire a green thumb.

There are so many things you can do with lavender. You can make tea, bath salts, soaps, salves, lotions, and so so much more. There are so many benefits of using lavender that you can learn from here.

Today I made bath salts, with previously dried lavender. Lucky for you, I will show you how I did it. Super simple, and if you have kids its so much fun to do. Just be prepared for making a mess!

I gathered all my dried lavender, and a bowl. My little helper and I, separated the lavender from the stems by running our fingers along it.

Then we played with the lavender, smelled it, talked about the bees 🐝 and how much they also loved it, the color and so much more!

Ahh okay so here’s how we made lavender bath salts, yummm my favorite!


Mix it all together and voila amazing and relaxing bath salts!

Salt and sugar look the same. That’s how I remember the saying to go, and it is even more fitting now then ever. While it is easy to remember what other people do and say have nothing to do with you, it is even harder to apply that principle and not react when something does happen. What a beautiful and timely reminder. Although in some moments I dont quite agree, because my emotions get the best of me.

Completely and temporarily wrapped up in my own emotions unable to see the bigger picture, but isn’t that really the beauty? Reflection; a powerful and necessary tool we should all utilize. The truth is, when these emotions surface they are a reminder that something is a miss; to dig deeper and find an answer. Why am I feeling this way? What is this person doing or saying that is causing these surge of emotions? Is there something I am missing, something I need to release?

When my emotions have subsided for the most part, I am able to see a clearer picture. It is easier then to take a step back and see it from different perspectives. From there you won’t be acting on impulse but making a wise decision with new information assisting you.

Often times people pretend to be nice. They hide behind fake smiles and attitudes that make even the more experienced of us to be blinded by their ways. I encourage you to watch people’s true intentions by watching their actions. Words are easy to manipulate but actions do not lie. There are many people who do things so they feel they are of importance because they actually lack self esteem. People who try and control things because they themselves feel out of control. As soon as they don’t get their way they will either cower, run, say or do rude and mean things, take jabs at you while trying to maintain a nice persona.

Far too long I was naive and blinded by the bullshit. I was engulfed in most of these peoples stories and lost within the hope of their lies. My wish for you, is to shed some light on these behaviors so that you too don’t fall into the traps I once did. That you become aware of the constant games you fall privy to while believing the best in people. Salt and sugar may look the same, but the way they taste are completely different.

Look for those who defend others when they are not around; those who speak the truth. You will never wonder where you stand. Seek those who share your values and won’t try to undermine everything you do. Find those who accept you, and I mean truly accept you. Often times you don’t have to look, they will find you. Don’t believe what anyone tells you, go within, and see how it feels for you. Dig deeper when people tell you things because most times they aren’t telling you everything they save the best bits for themselves.

Don’t ever underestimate the power within because you can literally move mountains of thats what you truly desire. Don’t let salt fool you into believing it is sugar.

We expect children to be able to manage their emotions and express themselves honorably. We forget that the way they experience things is sometimes hard to put into words especially if those words are foreign to begin with.

Often times I have a hard time expressing my own emotions because I feel them so deeply. I have gotten much better at it though as I have had a lot of experience identifying and dealing with them. But I wasn’t always able to and not so long ago either. How can you expect a two year old to be able to talk calmly when they are overriden with frustration?

I try and instill coping skills into my son at an early age, but it isn’t always an easy task. I would be remiss to say that teaching Jack was an easy task especially when it comes to emotions. I have spent a lifetime struggling with them, as I’m sure many of you have. To actively teach a toddler things that you are still learning is sometimes a draining battle but definitely worth it nonetheless.

Today we had a blast in the pool, after we got changed and came back downstairs all he wanted to do was go back in. Unfortunately I had my mind made up that he wasn’t to get back into that pool, I tried explaining to him that but he’s two and very determined. He asked to take off his shirt, I obliged. He asked to take off his pants, again I obliged. He started to take of his diaper- I drew the line in the sand. Was he happy? Absolutely not. Was I? Not a chance. Was dad? Losing his patience. Jack became so distressed he took my iPad and threw it. Justin lost his patience, followed by me losing mine. Jack was inconsolable. I took jack upstairs, frustrated because all I wanted to do was relax on the swing to enjoy the beautiful weather and now we have to go inside because it wasn’t acceptable behavior. I took a minute and looked at my son, my baby, who was staring at me crying, calling momma. My heart sank. My poor son. Engulfed in so much hurt and I was too upset to be aware of what he may be experiencing. I picked him up and held him, we sat on the couch for a few minutes just snuggling. I told him that it is not okay to throw the iPad and that I’m sorry for reacting the way I did. I asked him if he was hungry and he said yes and he wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. So together we made it, and together we went back downstairs. He enjoyed his sandwich (a couple of bites), chips and chocolate milk while justin and I enjoyed a nice evening.

Jack was upset he couldn’t go back in the pool. He is still learning to put a voice to the feeling. Jack was upset that his coping mechanism was met with frustration and anger not understanding that there is a better way of addressing it. I was upset that he wasnt listening, and had to go inside on a beautiful night. Justin was mad that he threw the ipad. We all have emotions thats are ever changing. But we all need to reflect on them, heal whatever we are able to so that we may promote healthier coping mechanisms and give our youth a better start.

How could we hold a child accountable when often times we can’t hold ourselves to the same stature? Why would it be acceptable to discipline a child from acting out from a place of hurt when we ourselves also do the same? First we must look within and change our ways so that our children can learn the right ways to handle stress. We must hold ourselves accountable so that we may be proud of setting the best example we possibly can for them. They pick up on it so fast its unbelievable.

He is the most sweet and caring boy, I am so proud to be his mom. He shows me his compassion while he tucks barney in and kisses them goodnight. When he accidentally gives me a booboo he kisses it and apologizes. He’s two, and I know many adults who don’t follow through like that. I’m raising a son to be a man one day and a whole one who will leave his warmth everywhere he goes. I will do the hardwork so that he doesn’t have to. I will heal all that I am able so that he may continue to let his light shine on all those he encounters.

Tata for now, may blessings and love shower over you all.