Since before I can remember I have been a big recycler, my parents were the first to teach me about the this way of life. They never actually sat the family down and dedicated Family nights to educating us about the three R's (reduce, reuse, recycle), they mainly taught by example. I have always felt very pleased with myself in regards to how good I was at recycling. Then a few years ago I came to realize that my efforts, no matter how noble I thought they were, was just scratching the surface. I remember that when Ryan and I were just newly married I was cutting up a tomato and I got to the little stumpy part that nobody wants to eat, and I kid you not, I started to cry historically because I didn't want to throw it away. I was devastated that we didn't have a compost pile! Going on walks was and still remains to be a nightmare too. I can hardly take a few steps outside before finding trash on the ground, and I feel an incredible guilt build up inside of me when I just leave it, so I collect it and discard it at the end of my walk. I have also tried to take the same discretion with my body, if there is a natural way to take care of my illness, that's the route to recovery I prefer.
Ryan has been so supportive with my new efforts to save the planet, by helping me replace our light bulbs for florescent ones, unplugging appliances when we aren't using them, walking to our destinations when it is reasonable to do so, and using reusable totes for our shopping trips. For Mothers Day this year I received a book called Gorgeously Green by Sophie Ulliano. I cannot begin to express how excited I was to receive this book. It is all about living an Earth friendly life and it offers advice for Beauty, home, fitness, style, etc, etc. I have to admit though sometime I get a little too carried away, I went so far I purchased flushable diapers for Micah(http://gdiapers.com/).



My little Micah is such a good baby, he is really, really good to me. Since about the second week that we brought him home he has slept through the night. Despite his sweetness he loves to keep me on my toes during the day. For some reason though, when I was sick this last week, my little angel decided that sleeping through the night was not his thing. Besides having to get up frequently for tissues, water and the bathroom for myself, I was having to stay up to feed Micah. The thing that I am so grateful for is that neither Micah nor Ryan caught my cold. I was really worried that Micah would because of all of our contact. Breast milk is amazing!





