Healthy Recipes: Cheesy Potato Balls

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Ingredients:

Potatoes

Cheese

Breadcrumbs

Egg

Oil

Instructions:

1. Boil and mash potatoes

2. Grate cheese

3. Mix potato and cheese together, form into balls (Option: Put a chunk of cheese at the center of balls for a cheesy surprise/explosion!)

4. Beat eggs, prepare breadcrumbs

5. Dip formed balls into egg and then roll into breadcrumbs until fully coated

6. Deep fry coated balls in oil (Although I didn’t follow this, so I ended up having balls with unequal golden brown color. Don’t do what I did)

8. Let it cool, then serve ūüôā

 

My son finished almost all of the balls. (And he ate anothe snack after an hour. Whew!)

It’s a healthy snack ¬†that is easy to prepare and easy on the budget.

Try it and let me know how you/your children like it!

Any recipes you want to share for kids’ snacks? Let me know in the comment box!

 

Enjoy your day!!!

Breastfeeding: I thought I did it just for him

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Welcome to the Milk Mama Diaries Carnival (August). For this month, we write about the World Breastfeeding Week 2014 – Breastfeeding: A Winning Goal for Life and share how breastfeeding can help the Philippines achieve the 8 Millennium Development Goals developed by the government and the United Nations. Participants will share their thoughts, experiences, hopes and suggestions on the topic. ¬†Please scroll down to the end of the post to see the list of carnival entries.”

Goal setting has always been one of my favorite things to do. Since I belong to a church that encourages it to be done every year, I’ve had goals since I was in high school. Sometimes I accomplish it, other times I don’t. But as a new year starts, my list evolves. The year I got married, I told myself that when we finally have our first child, I will stop being an employee. I wanted to stay at home with my child. No question about it. The desire to give him the best of me was there, and breastfeeding was a natural part of it. I just didn’t think I was to benefit from it as much as he would.

The career

For almost five years, I have worked in the biggest online English School in Japan. I have held many different positions starting from being an editor to a team leader, and finally to a manager. Before I left I was the only Filipino manager in the Philippine office. You can say I was at the peak of my career.

But then I got married. Soon after, I had a child. After a few months, I resigned. Now I am a work-at-home mom, working in the evening while nursing my toddler whenever he likes. That’s the short version of the story. =)

Resigning wasn’t an abrupt decision, really. I have made that decision long before I got in the company, even before I graduated from college (I am a licensed English teacher – I just need to remember where I put that plastic ID to prove it.)

I remember one lunch meeting I had with my Japanese boss (the company’s awesome CEO) when I was just a probationary team leader. It was a nice sunny day and we had a good discussion about how the new team I was leading at work was off to a good start. Back then, I started dating my now gorgeous husband (naks!). He then asked me about my plans. I remember this was how I answered:

“I want to get married in the temple (of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints), then have a child. After that, I will resign and will focus on being a mother.”

I can clearly remember what he told me during the elevator ride on our way back to the office. “It’s such a waste of talent.” And I said, “I don’t think so. I believe there’s a lot to learn and discover in motherhood.”. In the silence that followed, I knew we just agreed to disagree.

Fast forward to when I already have my baby (more than 2 years later). I just got back from my already extended maternity leave (I had 3 months instead of 2, since they agreed to use up all my accumulated sick leave. I think we should do something to change this standard length of maternity leave in the Philippines. But that’s a whole new different post) when I had a serious discussion with my boss.

On my first day of working again, I was able to leave barely 4 ounces of pumped breastmilk for my little one. I didn’t have an electric pump yet, just a manual one. I tried hand expressing but I just couldn’t produce enough to have a stash. I was close to being eaten by my worries and sadness. All the while I was thinking, “I’m out of the house and my son could get really hungry and I’m not there to feed him. What kind of a mother am I?”

So I asked my boss if it is possible ¬†to work for just 4 hours everyday until I can go back to working full time again. He said yes. More than that, he gave me a book. The title was “Lean In”. It was written by Facebook’s COO, and you guessed it right, she’s a woman. Her name is Sheryl Sandberg. Just as the book promotes, wanted to encourage me to lean in, to express my thoughts and needs so that the company would know how to support my career as a working mom.

I was really blessed to have such an understanding superior. With a newfound courage and hope I thought of staying to try if I could make it work: breastfeeding and working. ¬†I requested to be given a pumping break. I also requested to have a pumping station.¬†These are rights¬†mandated by the constitution for nursing mothers who are employees. They were all given to me. And I couldn’t be more grateful.

I learned that breastfeeding can give you that: A sense of courage in defending your cause and  your child at all cost. If all nursing mothers would be bold enough to lean in and ask for their basic rights at the office, this society would probably be more aware of those rights. Soon, no one needs  to ask because it would already be understood and given.

The challenge

¬†For a few months I did the best I can to continue breastfeeding my child and still perform my tasks at work. But late November, my son got sick. Doctors could not identify his illness at the onset. Later on doctors said it was a complicated case of pleural effusion caused by pneumonia and primary complex. His lungs got seriously infected that fluid started building up around it. Breathing was difficult because his lungs couldn’t expand well. The fluid had to be taken out twice. Once by a huge injection and next by a minor surgery inserting a tube on his side so the fluid would just flow down.

Back ¬†then, my baby was so small. I was breastfeeding him since birth but his weight was at the severely underweight scale. He was so so tiny. Before he was hospitalized I wasn’t bothered by his weight. I knew I should not compare since all babies are different. He was small but he was very active and was achieving every milestone.¬†But that time, he had all those tubes and wires all over his body. And he was so so small (I’m repeating this for emphasis). He could not breathe well. He seemed really weak, having difficulty sleeping and breathing. As a mother, ¬†you could imagine my anguish. My husband and I survived with prayers and support from loved ones.

We stayed at the hospital for about three weeks until December. All ¬†the while, I was breastfeeding him. At six months, he has just started on solids but because he had difficulty breathing, we were advised to just give him milk then. He never wanted to be carried by anyone else. I had to sneak out to take a bath because he didn’t want me to leave his side. He wanted to feed almost all day and night. I was exhausted and drained physically and emotionally but not spiritually.

BREASTFEEDING HIM WAS THE MOST NATURAL THING TO DO. AND IT WAS THE ONLY THING I COULD DO.

I knew I had no power to relieve him from the pain and stress he was going through but I had my love for him, and I can breastfeed him.

And I knew he felt my love in in every drop of milk, in every lullaby, and in every touch and hug. I knew he loved that I was just there all day for him.

BREASTFEEDING HIM WAS THE ONLY THING I COULD DO, AND IT WAS ENOUGH FOR HIM AND FOR ME.

After all the fluid has been drained, he was discharged and given medication, with hopes of fully recovering. My milk was his source of strength and security. I know without a single doubt that it helped him recover. Right there and then I knew what I had to do. I had to be with my son. I had to feed him directly. I had to stay at home for him.

The change

That was when I finally recalled my goal. I had a budding career. I should have felt proud and strong. I was earning a lot. I was at the top of my game. But somehow, my sense of self was not there. I couldn’t recognize me.

In contrast, when my son was suffering and was yearning for me and my milk and I could give it to him anytime he wanted, that was when I felt strongest. That was when I really knew myself. That was when I felt fulfilled as an individual. It came not with a huge paycheck, but with an overflowing love and gratitude from my son and husband. Together with proper medication, he got well with no other food but my milk.

So I submitted my resignation and explained everything to my boss. I was fortunate that he understood. He recalled my goal too, and acknowledged that this was what I wanted even before. I cried in my last day at the office. But it was not because I will miss my status or pay. It was because I couldn’t contain my happiness from all the good things that had come my way.

After a few months of transition, sleepless nights and drama (you know we do that a lot), ¬†I am now a work-at-home mom. I work as an HR in a start-up virtual assistant company. In between emails, my son approaches me, closes my laptop and then says “mommy, dede”. And no matter what it is I am doing, I always stop and breastfeed him.

Now he is a strong and heavy 1 year and 3 month old baby running around having no idea of an existence of a scar on his right side. He changed a lot, but his love for my milk stayed the same.

When I look back I can’t imagine how I could have possibly handled his hospitalization if he wasn’t breastfed. Not that he wouldn’t get better. But I think I couldn’t have stayed as calm and hopeful as I was. Breastfeeding is a bond that made me stronger during my first big exam as a parent (as I’d like to think of it). I’d like to believe it helped me save my son’s life. But more than that, I know it saved me. I knew I was strong a woman, I just didn’t realize I could be that brave and strong.

I am not a breastfeeding expert. But this much I know: My milk and my presence were everything to my son when he was hospitalized. I’d hold my tears and give up everything for him and I’d do it twice over if I need to. Breastfeeding him made me realize how strong of a woman I can be.

This breastfeeding month I am one with all the mothers in the world in wishing and working to give the best to their children through golden milk. It is a life goal worth pursuing, not just for our babies, but also for us. It is part of our divine nature as mothers and no earthly reward can equal its gift to mankind.

I plan to continue breastfeeding my son as long as he wants. And I also plan to do the same with my future children. I am a new mom and I have a lot to learn. Pursuing a career is not out of my goals. In fact I now have more freedom to have varied careers. But I must say it will not be on top of my desire to breastfeed, no matter what.

May all new moms like me discover and keep the strength breastfeeding gives to women. May it all bless all our children’s lives and consequently that of others.

Here are many thoughts and reasons why we should all advocate for mothers to breastfeed for the first 1,000 days of life #BF1st1000days
 

Jenny shares experiencing the One Asia Breastfeeding Forum

Mec insists to do the Math and breastfeed!

Ams, The Passionate Mom says Breastfeed for a Better Future

Pat says breastfeeding saves money and the planet

Cheryl, the Multi-Tasking Mama, tackles maternal health as addressed by breastfeeding

2011 CNN Hero Ibu Robin highlights gentle births and breasfeeding, even in disaster zones

Felyn stresses that Healthy Moms = Healthy Babies

Monique reminds us that there are second chances in breastfeeding

Normi relates how breastfeeding gave her strength and purpose

Nats thanks Dr. Jack Newman for showing how breastfeeding can be a win-win situation

Em believes breastfeeding is a solution to societal problems

Marge shares what breastfeeding has taught them

Kaity was empowered financially and as a woman through breastfeeding

Madel relates her breastfeeding saga

Jen of Next9 reminds us to do our research and share what we know

Celerhina Aubrey vows to work on one mother at a time

Grace wants to put an end to stories of toasted coffee and similar stuff over breast milk

Diane shares how she prevailed when things did not go according to plan

Hazel appreciates mommy support groups

Roan combines two passions, breastfeeding and architecture

Queenie tackled breastfeeding as the best choice for the environment as well and breastfeeding myths and poverty

Rosa shares how the picture she thought of was realized

Sally believes breastfeeding benefits mankind and our planet Earth

Floraine reminds us that breastfeeding helps combat diseases

Crislyn was happy to realize that she improved her own health by breastfeeding

Armi reminds us how breastfeeding during emergencies is crucial

Arvi tells us how breastfeeding made her look at her body a different way

Clarice elaborates on how breastfeeding saves lives and the planet

Giane reminds us that women empowerment can begin by seeing breastfeeding as more than a feeding issue

Liza thought she was only breastfeeding for her child

#BF1st1000days

Healthy Recipes: Infused Coconut Water

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So recently I’ve been having a hard time trying to adjust to my new schedule as a work at home mom. There are days when I feel super exhausted.

When I feel down, I’d always crave for chocolate candy or drink. But we all know how unhealthy and fattening those are. (Pero masarap eh!).

I wanted to try to change my go-to stress food/drink. So here’s my first candidate – Infused coconut water.

It’s refreshing, a little sweet, a little citrusy, cool, and healthy! All the good stuff to give you a boost on an especially tiring day. =)

What You’ll Need:
-Coconut water (Sabaw ng buko!) – I didn’t have fresh options as of the moment so I used the one from Tropicana
-Few slices of lemon –¬†Tip:¬†Use the sliced lemons sold at grocery stores (these are the old stocks) since they come in really really cheap prices. We all know lemons are expensive in the Philippines.
-Few slices of cucumber
Optional: Peppermint leaves (1-2)
How To Do It:
Just mix everything together in a glass container, chill, then enjoy! =)
Do you have other healthy beverage recipes? What’s your healthy comfort food/drink? Share them below! ^__^

Home-Making Project: Cloth Covered Hangers

My closet is DISASTROUS, to say the least. Please tell me yours is too. There you go! You’re such a good friend, thank you (xoxo)

Now in my attempt to organize it (and our home, and lives, later on. Haha!), I decided to get rid of some of my clothes and a lot of other house clutter we have.

But, I stumbled upon a tiny problem. I had no nice hangers to hang them on so I can take good photos and sell them in an online garage sale. So I thought I’d buy make one.¬†Good thing I remembered stumbling upon this post before.

I was so giddy when I finished! It took me roughly 15 minutes to finish each hanger. This would make a nice DIY gift idea too! I’ve posted a step by step photo plus the final output below.

So what’s gonna stop you from trying this one out and converting one (or more!) of your ugly plastic hangers into a pure eye candy? ūüėČ

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What you need:

-plastic hanger

-1 to 1 1/2 inch wide fabric (mine is a scrap from my wedding!). The length depends on how huge your hanger is. Don’t worry if you run out of fabric since you can just extend it by cutting out another one)

-scissors

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A Letter To My Child

We know that in life the roads aren’t made of gold,
That people cry and people die, and memories grow old.
If in a mess you get caught up and feel you’re in a trance,
Stop and pray then read this letter once you get the chance:

My dearest child, remember that you are loved
By your parents on earth and your Father above
Your life is precious, your roots are divine.
When tested, be patient, perfection takes time.

Sometimes the world would mock what’s right
And one must choose between fight or flight.
In such a time child, firmly hold your ground.
Fear will wither where faith abounds.

Sometimes your plate might seem awfully full
And you’ll even wonder why you have to go to school.
In such a time child, think of what really matters
A few things are treasures in the grandest ever after.

Sometimes the righteous, they suffer even more
And you’ll see good people dragged further to the floor.
When it seems like for evil the stars are all aligned
Remember that for this, justice He designed.

Sometimes you’ll get hurt and sorrow you’ll find.
You might even lose hope and faith in mankind.
But think of how once He atoned for your sins,
And learn what great joy forgiveness can bring.

Sometimes in love, you think He’s unfair
That He answers others yet ignores your prayers.
When in waiting it seems your life’s mostly spent
Just think that it would all make sense in the end.

My dearest child, remember that you are loved
By your parents on earth and your Father above
Your life is precious, your roots are divine.
When tested, be patient, perfection takes time.