Unexplored Territory

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Oooooo.... I wish this had been around when I was pregnant!

I didn't come upon the world of organic food until Mini Martha went all vegan on me. But I did cloth diaper my last child and I loved EVERY. LAST. MINUTE. of it. I couldn't wait to reach for that next diaper, knowing that I wasn't filling the landfill with her diapers.

So how cool is this site: an organic baby shop. I seriously would have loved to have this resource available to me!

I know that some of the baby food makers have entered into the world of organic baby foods, but with markets nowadays really trying to focus more and more on that as a choice for their consumers, it still seems like baby foods and organic choices for your child aren't really there. And I am not the first one to admit that I would buy organic adult food and puree it to put in ice cube trays to freeze. That was my cousin, the pediatrician. Not me. I like the jars. So it is nice to see all of these choices centralized in one area.

I am going to have to forward this on to some online friends of mine who are expecting again, and I certainly will be sending this link to my niece, who is expecting her first baby at the end of January.

Oh man ... I wish I had seen this site before getting ready for my niece's shower for this weekend, too! There is a really cook pregnancy kit in there.

Well ... I will bookmark it ... because that baby won't grow up overnight.

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I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.