Dear Deliah

Kindly stay six forever…

I’d rather you not get any older than this moment right here

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My life is defined by Mondays

Mondays are fresh starts, a chance to do things over… every Monday is a not me Monday!

Unlike a lot of parents, Monday is the end to our weekend, it’s when I tidy, do laundry, catch up anything missed in the last 7 days.

That being said

Today… I will certainly not gripe about cleaning the chickens one more time before they head home, nope… not me

Today… I most certainly did not go to the store to buy cake mix to make a cake for D’s last day of school, only to buy a tonne of groceries, completely neglecting the only item I intended to buy there… nopers, not me

Today… I did not panic at the idea of switching to our 80/20 plan next week in an effort to make our lives and planet a little bit greener… nope, I never panic at new ideas! Not me!

Today… I certainly did not allow Hannah to eat three croissants for breakfast while I blogged this post, not this diligent parent!

Today… I did not let Bill think he’d lost his mail keys because I secretly forgot to put them back, only to pretend the magically appeared on their proper hook later in the morning… I’m certainly not that kind of gal!

Today… I did not look into the cart, mentally calculating all of the wonderful items I buy weekly that we will be forgoing for the entire summer in favour of CSA and home-made treats (Tropicana, you and I have to have a word about having an orchard within 100miles of my home please! I love you, let’s not fight!)

Nope… none of this was me

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Henry the (chicken that looks like a) duck!

The girls think that Henry looks like a chipmunk

But the grownups agree… Henry

looks a lot like…

a duck!

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Meet Theresa!

Theresa was our smallest egg (weighing the least when we first started), and our first to hatch! She was egg #18 in our little hatchery…

She is also the last chick in and out of the crate when we change the shavings (she doesn’t like to be handled)

The chick who falls asleep in the corner under the light

The one named after Mother Theresa she is gentle and quiet and always eats last when we change the food dishes…

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Silly mistakes that tired grown ups make…

I told Deliah’s class today that chicks need to be kept at 100C

no, not unless you want roast chicken!

the water they drink is *sterilized* at 100C, the chicks are kept at 100F

two very, very different temperatures

Today’s lesson, bring written notes and take your time to explain everything slowly

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Big changes on the horizon!

Well, our family had some scary news two weeks ago.  At a routine check up for Deliah, the doctor (or rather the nurse) found elevated levels of protein in her urine and elevated sugar levels in her blood!  Very, very scary for us.  The idea that Deliah could have type 1 diabetes prompted Bill and I to talk about some serious changes in our home.  We already eat well, not a lot of junk.  Most of our menu consists of veggies, fruit, lean meats and whole grains, but we needed to look at how we ate and prepared so many of the foods we consume.

We will be talking to a friend of ours who runs her own Naturopathic clinic in Toronto and to our own GP and made a big decision. We’re not only working towards our goal of zero non-compostable waste for two months (along with a bunch of other greener goals), but we’ve cutting our consumption of meat by 80% and our consumption of non-organic meats by 100%. There is a lot of research to support a healthier diet consisting of mainly vegetarian choices, and also research to support significant dietary changes (towards more veg, fewer meats and breads) in the treatment of early onset diabetes.

Type 1 is not caused by what you eat, it’s caused by dysfunction in the pancreas.  It is an autoimmune disease and is typically treated by insulin injections to assist the body’s production. I assure you that we eat a well-balanced diet, though the grown ups in our house are less likely to stick to it (as in eating enough vegetables and avoiding things like coffee and too much bread.)

We were so lucky to learn on Tuesday that she is not diabetic – yet.  She has a lot of the symptoms of pre-diabetes right now, including low body weight/height for her age, she is hungry all of the time (but only eats small amounts at a time), issues with her bladder, and consistent but only slightly high blood sugars. Both the doc and ND have/will be recommending a list of changes to help manage this condition as long as possible in the hopes of delaying (or in my personal case, preventing!) the potential onset of type 1.

There is always the chance that this is a misdiagnosis, but I’m not willing to run the risk of earlier complications because we’re not making the changes right away. We already deal with Bill’s MS, managing this also means even more changes for his health as we reduce the amount of fruit juices, processed cereals and meats.  Replacing it with vegetables, whole grains and unprocessed, mostly raw meals should be an adventure.

We’ll be posting recipes and updates as we go, but prayers and healthy, raw veggies recipes are most welcome and appreciated!

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If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading. ~Lao Tzu

We spent the weekend away at brownie camp.  The chicks were cared for by some friends who live close by while we kicked back with H’s brownie troop. I was set to be a leader at the camp, driving out Saturday afternoon after leaving Bill at the bus station (he had to go in to Toronto for a music industry event, with G20 security and traffic it was easier and cheaper for him to bus)…

I took the very simple directions to get to the camp and still managed to get horribly lost.

I passed this fence post 12 times

These horses judged my (un)natural sense of direction at least 9 times

I passed this ’49 Chev truck about 11 times before I stopped to take a proper photo

This horse was blind to my gps-addicted(but left it at home)-lunacy

When I finally arrived (after an hour and a half of wandering and stopping to ask a farmer for directions), I jumped in to the fun

There are many more photos to post, but without the permission of other parents, I won’t be able to do that until later this week.

Now, off to do some math work with H… have a great day!

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