Mother’s Day Blog

Thanks Wikipedia for cute image To any of all my blog followers, as you can tell Mother’s Day is fast approaching and I am a mom so I write about mom stuff. I’d love to be able to showcase mom’s during the entire month of May.

So, I’m going to be asking each and every one of you to send me in a mom that deserves to be recognized for all the hard work she does. This can be your mom, your aunt, your wife whose a mom, your friend (also a mom), your step mom, your friend’s mom (okay, you get the point–basically, a mom).

All I need you to do is to email me: chambers chaos @ gmail dot com (without the spaces) a picture of your nomination and a brief blurb 500 words or less about why you want to recognize this mom. Depending on how many moms I get nominated these could be published for the month, weekly or even daily during the month of May.

I am requesting all nominations to try to be in on or before May 5, but if you send me before the end of the month of May, I could sneak it in there it just gives me less time to figure out which moms will be posted during what timeframe.

I’d love to showcase all sorts of different moms!

Thanks,

Ashley

Homemade Organic Laundry Soap–liquid

I have a large family. Families are compromised of people. People wear clothes. Clothes need to be washed. All those basic facts to reveal that this mom does a lot of laundry. My goal is always to do 3-5 full loads of laundry–washed, dried, and put away, everyday Monday thru Friday. If we do the math that is approximately 15-20 loads of laundry a week.

Most weeks I find good deals on laundry detergents, but, lately, (since Judah’s arrival), I just haven’t been able to get out of the house and go to the stores to shop sales. So, I’ve been spending between $4.99-8.99 on a bottle of detergent that is not organic that does approximately 45 loads. Now, I don’t know if you’ve actually calculated how many loads a bottle actually does, but my laundry soap never actually gets that amount of loads. So for the sake of this math problem I’m going to say I spend on average $6.99 and get 40 loads. Over the course of 6 months, I spend approximately $84 on laundry detergent.

6.99 (for 40 loads) divided by 2 (to make it 20 loads per week) x 4 (weeks in the month) x 6 (for months) = $84

I am tired of it. Really tired of it. Seems like a money waster, literally and figuratively its money going down the drain. Surely, there’s a better method.

My sister made this recipe awhile ago, she found it on pinterest through a blog called I can teach my Child

It’s really pretty easy! In fact, I did it with my  6 year old sister and my 4 year old son. They did most of the work! I did change her recipe slightly  so make sure you look at the substitutions!

Ingredients for 10 gallons:

4 cups hot water (for the beginning)

1 soap bar without glycerin (I used Yardley Organic Lavender Soap  for 2/$2.00)

1 cup Arm and Hammer Washing Soap ($2.99 at Target/Walmart) or SEE BELOW to substitute Baking Soda  (requires additional step) (approx. $.59-1.29 or maybe you already have some)

1/2 Cup Borax ($2.99 at Walmart/Target)

For scented soap, you can add a few drops intermittently of natural oils (I didn’t do this because I found lavender scented soap that is without glycerin)

2-5 gal buckets or any plethora of recycled bins equaling 10 gallons (I bought 5 gal stackable containers for $5.00/each, a little more than I’d like to spend but I don’t have space to store a lot of containers and they are reusable)

Directions:

1. Grate a bar of soap and add to saucepan with 4 cups water. Heat on med-low heat until soap dissolves

2. Fill 5 gal bucket 1/2 full of hot tap water. Add ingredients from saucepan, washing soda or substitute, and borax. Stir well until borax dissolves.

3. Fill bucket to top with more hot water equaling 5 gallons.

4. Stir again. Pour 1/2 of solution in additional 5 gal buckets (or in various sized containers I’ve seen milk jugs, apple juice bottles, etc) and fill remaining amount of each bucket with hot tap water. Let cool for 24 hours!

5. Use 5/8 cup for regular wash machines or 1/2 cup for HE machines.

******SUBSTITUTE: How to USE Baking Soda

For 10 gallons, take 1 cup Baking Soda and spread evenly on a cookie sheet. Bake for minimum of 30 min-2 hrs at 350 degrees. Add immediately to liquid mixture. Do not leave out as exposing to air changes chemical compound consistency back to Baking Soda.

Here’s the exciting part I have enough stuff left to make 10-20 gallons more! So for the cost of $5 (I didn’t buy Baking Soda, I had some. And, I’m not counting bins because I can reuse again and again or use for something else) I made enough Laundry Soap to last for 200 loads. I have now been using it for 1 week and I love it, my clothes are beautiful (a big worry) and I have not had to use dryer sheets or fabric softener because the chemical consistency is making my clothes softer–which I guess saves me more money!

320 (16 cups per gallon x 20 gallons) x 5/8 (cups to make 1 load) = 200 loads

200 loads only lasts me (based on 20 loads a week) 2.5 months. So, I need to calculate for 6 months. I’m gonna make it easy and calculate cost per load which is 5.00/200 =.025

.025 (price per load) x 20 (loads in a week) x 4 (weeks per month) x 6 (months)= $12.00

$84-12.00=$72.00    WHAT?! I just saved a whole lot of money. That’s a great date including child care for my hubby and me!

I saved a ton of money, made organic laundry soap, and had a great day with my kiddos doing it!

My next goal is to make homemade dishwashing soap, dishwasher soap, and laundry stain remover, cloth towels on a roll–to replace paper towels….STAY TUNED!

Tell me about your laundry soap making adventures..What did you do differently? Same? How much would it save you?

Spiritual Sickness

3 a.m. on Monday morning my son walked into my bedroom and through his tears said, “Mom, I’m going to throw up.” And he did, all over my bed. My husband and I mid-sleep jumped out of bed, scurried him to the bathroom, and began to change our sheets. Two words: stomach flu.

Cadie and Addie Crying at 4 months old
photography by Chelle Nicole Photography

Over the next three days, I felt like we were living the 1980 Queen song, “Another One Bites the Dust“. First my four year old son, followed by my one year old Cadence and finally her twin sister Addilynn. I began praying, “please Lord not me, not me, not me”.  But, viral attacks and sleep deprived moms don’t mix, and I found myself laying in my bed sicker than a dog, thinking,” I’d rather eat razor blades. Moms should never get sick, ever.”

You know what was the most interesting about this experience? Four of us had the same illness and we all treated it differently. Oren was worried constantly. He’d say, “my tummy hurts” over and over and over and over(you get the idea) again and then would fall asleep through his wimpering. I was extremely cranky and wanted to be left alone in my bed. Addie was quietly watching her siblings play from her perch on the couch-would start to wimper and then throw up. Cadie was my favorite child dealing with sickness. Other than her actually throwing up, you would never know she felt different than any other day. She was extremely pleasant and happy-silly even.Cadences Smile

I’ve noticed my spiritual life is not much different. When there is illness, I just want to be left alone. I withdraw from spiritual things like reading my Bible and being open to others and find myself alone with my thoughts.

And, I’ve also noticed that others deal with their spiritual illnesses similarly. Some worry themselves sick, some withdraw, but watch social interactions from the backdrop wishing they could be a part of the group, but their illness keeps them away. Some, like me prefer to be alone. And others, you would never know they felt any sort of strife or life wasn’t all perfect-they pretend its fine, but their occasional vomit reveals their real heart.

I cannot  ignore my spiritual illness because I know this truth: God did something fiercely astounding with his Son. He sent His Son to die for my sins, but he also sent His Son to heal the broken parts that allow me to become ill with the spiritual flu time and time again.

1 John 4:17-18 “God is love. When we take up permanent residence in a life of love, we live in God and God lives in us. This way, love has the run of the house, becomes at home and mature in us, so that we’re free of worry on Judgment Day—our standing in the world is identical with Christ’s. There is no room in love for fear. Well-formed love banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life—fear of death, fear of judgment—is one not yet fully formed in love.”

I’m thankful for a God who loves-a God who pursues and a God who does not allow immaturity and illness to remain in our hearts. He wants something better for me-healing.

Matthew 4: 17 “That evening a lot of demon-afflicted people were brought to him. He relieved the inwardly tormented. He cured the bodily ill. He fulfilled Isaiah’s well-known sermon:

He took our illnesses,
He carried our diseases.”

In Isaiah 61, it says that Jesus came to heal the broken hearted, to free the captives, to give comfort to those who mourn, and to replaces ashes with beauty. Isn’t that awesome?

God’s love and act of sending Christ propels me to move out of my response to my illness. I cannot stay alone, others cannot stay worried or withdrawn, or live a life of pretending. Loving Jesus requires change, real heart change.

My heart this week is burdened with physical healing, but is desperately seeking relief from spiritual illness. So, I’m starting it off with vitamin C and rest to combat my physical needs. Then I move to prayer, submitting my soul to scripture. And once I’m physically feeling better, I’ll be pouring out my soul to my husband and those I need relationship with.

An Oxygen Tank and Me

www.chellenicolephotography.comI’m sitting in Shari’s, enjoying some quiet time and writing. Although, Shari’s would not be my first pick– its open late and its quiet. I have four small ridiculously noisy children I just want quiet. So, I’m enjoying my decaf coffee and strawberry rhubarb pie and writing away.

A little while ago, an elderly couple walked in and came to the booth right next to me. He, bent and crooked, reached down and picked her oxygen tank up and placed it in the seat of the booth. Then took her hand and helped her in. I smiled at them. I find their love for each other magical. This couple, closer to a hundred, have probably been together for many more years than they’ve been apart. They’ve been through raising their children probably have grandchildren and even great grandchildren. While I’m sure they’ve had difficulty in their marriage, they’ve stayed true to each other and are simply enjoying a meal in each others presence at Shari’s.

I’m certain this will be my husband and I many years down the road; except, being an independent minded woman I may try to pick up my own oxygen tank first and then resign to the fact(after trying for a few minutes) that I’m unable. He’ll let me try a few times with a knowing smile, gently pick up the oxygen tank, and put it in the booth beside me. Then, he’ll take my hand and lift me into a booth as we enjoy a dinner that we believe to be worthy of our  failing taste buds.

Then, during the time it took me to write a sentence, they began to argue.  They bickered a little louder. He began to say to her that she was always nagging him. She, who was obviously flustered, reminded him they were in a restaurant. The things they were saying were not very nice, and yet they were so petty. As an outsider made aware of their conversation by their sheer volume, I wanted to offer up a simple, “this sounds more like a misunderstanding than a real problem.”

Of course, I didn’t.

Sometimes looking from the outside changes the perspective of the situation. These two obviously irritated individuals were arguing over something so ridiculously stupid.  Neither were finding the stupidity because they were so enveloped in the emotion of the moment.

Yet, even while pride was making me feel superior to their conversation, that little gut wrenching soft whisper say, “You know, you too are petty. Just tonight before you left you said some pretty mean things to your husband.”  Sometimes, I just want that voice to shut up. But, deep down I know it’s true.

I look back at my marriage over the past six years of marriage and I think about how much time and energy I spent on stupid arguments. How I wish I could go back and tell myself, “sounds more like a temper tantrum over something ridiculously petty instead of a REAL problem”. Of course, we’ve had a few real problems, but the majority of the arguing in our home has been about stupid things. Things that we became caught up in and allowed our own emotion to cloud our judgement.

The Meaning of MarriageIn Timothy Keller’s book “The Meaning of Marriage” (book review later, I swear), he points out that self-centered behavior is a root cause of many marriages he states, “Self-centeredness by its very character makes you blind to your own [self-centeredness] while being hypersensitive, offended,and angered by that of others”. The antedote or solution he recommends is “if two spouses each say, ‘I’m going to treat my self-centeredness as the main problem in the marriage ‘ you have the prospect of a truly great marrriage.”

I love that.

I know, it’s not very common in our culture to talk about self-centeredness as we hear all the time, “Look out for yourself” “Do what you want to do” “Do what makes you happy”. But, Jesus called me to live differently– to be counter-cultural.

In Phillipians 2:1-4, Paul writing to the Christians says, “If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care— then do me a favor: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don’t push your way to the front; don’t sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don’t be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand.”

This week my goal is to be less self-centered. To anticipate and put my husbands needs above my own. I’m going to look at my motivations and evaluate whether my issues are really problems or just petty controlling non-issues. I bet my week will be better and my marriage will improve.

What are some goals your working on right now? What are some things God is doing in your heart?