Kombucha

Just this week I started my first batch of Kombucha tea. I bought my scoby from Anahata Balance. I have high hopes for it -- mostly I'd like it to help my fatigue (caused no doubt, by my low thyroid function). But heck, if it makes my grey hairs brown again and improves my immunity, so be it. Fall will be the real test -- I generally get cold after cold in the fall. I'm also looking for a remedy for my five-year old's heartburn and headaches. We'll start slow. I have two friends that are interested in brewing it also, so I'll be sharing scobys with them in the next few weeks, if all goes well.

Homemaker Blues

With a milestone birthday just past I find myself falling prey to the Homemaker Blues. I have been fortunate in my life to be thought mildly exceptional-- bright, talented, going places. I've done a few interesting things, and gone to two top colleges/universities. Now, however, I find myself living a remarkably ordinary life. Quite privileged, but ordinary nonetheless. I even felt that being a mother of young children was quite a special calling. But now my youngest is three and nearly potty trained I no longer feel that I can claim that. So I see two paths -- be content with ordinary, or become exceptional again. This simple conclusion came to me in church today (or perhaps came to me again -- it feels familiar, and certainly not original). My thoughts in the last few months have tended to the exceptional path, but I think being content with an ordinary life is the quicker path to contentment.