Footloose and Chemical Free ~ Dana

Since cancer has stricken both of our families with such great force, Jen and I decided, almost at the same time, to begin eliminating chemicals from our homes. One day last summer she mentioned that she was making her own laundry detergent. I had been researching it too, but just hadn’t gotten it all together to make the leap. I think part of me was afraid that it wouldn’t work, or that my clothes would smell funky or get ruined. I smelled the shirt she was wearing at the time, which had been washed in homemade detergent, and it smelled just fine. And it didn’t look funky.

Not only is making your own detergent simple, it’s also cost-effective. The recipe that I use gets mixed up in a 5-gallon paint bucket from the hardware store, which cost me $1.99. I purchased 55oz of the super washing soda for $3.24 (lasts 6 batches) and 76 oz of borax for $4.53 (19 batches). The bar of Fels-Naptha cost $.97. Grand total: $10.73… for 10 gallons of detergent! This bucket has lasted me about 3 months so far and I’d say I’m less than half-way through. Jen’s niece Teresa made a bucket of it to take to college in August and is still using it. That beats buying a 100oz of Tide for $16.49 every month or so.

As I’ve branched out into other soaps and cleaners, I’ve found that many natural cleaners and soaps don’t suds up as much as their chemical counterparts. But more suds doesn’t mean cleaner, despite advertising that persuades us that they do. In fact, manufacturers have to add more chemicals to make more suds.

And we know that it’s not safe to inhale or ingest cleaners, but there are more imminent dangers associated with using these products. Many cleaners and air-fresheners are specifically linked with respiratory disease and cancer. You can read a report from the American Lung Association here and a report from the Organic Consumers Association here

So making my own is cheaper and healthier? I’m in. The recipe that I use is a little bit more time consuming to make. It probably took me about 20 minutes. The other two recipes we’ve listed are simply combining ingredients and stirring.

Cheaper, healthier, and easy to make? You could be in, too.

Laundry Detergent Recipes

Homemade Liquid Laundry Soap #1 – via duggarsblog.blogspot.com

Ingredients:

4 Cups hot tap water

1 Fels-Naptha soap bar

1 Cup Super Washing Soda

½ Cup 20 Mule Team Borax

Directions:

1. Grate bar of soap and add to saucepan with water. Stir continually over medium-low heat until soap dissolves and is melted.

2. Fill a 5-gallon bucket half full of hot tap water. Add melted soap, washing soda and Borax. Stir well until all powder is dissolved. Fill bucket to top with more hot water. Stir, cover and let sit overnight to thicken.

3. Stir and fill a used, clean, laundry soap dispenser half full with soap and then fill rest of way with water. Shake before each use. (will gel)

4. Optional: You can add 10-15 drops of essential oil per 2 gallons. Add once soap has cooled. Ideas: lavender, rosemary, tea tree oil.

Yield: 10 gallons.

Top Load Machines use 5/8 Cup per load

Front Load Machines use 1/4 Cup per load

Homemade Liquid Laundry Soap #2 – via mymerrymessylife.com

Ingredients:

2 1-gallon containers in which to store your finished detergent (old laundry jug, or vinegar jug)

3/4 cup Dr. Bronner’s Liquid Castile Soap (For laundry, I like to use the lavender, almond, and citrus varieties)

1/2 cup Super Washing Soda

1/2 cup 20 Mule Team Borax

20-50 drops of lavender, tea tree, or citrus essential oil (optional)

Directions:

1. Add baking soda and super washing soda into a two-gallon bucket.

2. Cover with hot tap water and stir until dissolved.

3. Once dissolved, fill to the top with water (2 gallons).

4. Add the castile soap at the end (or it will get very bubbly).

5. Stir with a large spoon to mix in the soap and add the essential oils if you desire.

Yield: 2 Gallons

Top Load Machines use 1/3 cup per load

Free Printable Label: https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B7apRG38zbD-VWlWZ2VXSmdVSUk/edit?pli=1

Homemade Powder Laundry Detergent – via my cousin Donna Lawrence

Ingredients:

1 bar Fels-Naptha or a bar of Dr. Bronner’s Magic soap (all-in-one hemp lavender smells really nice!)

2 Cups of 20 Mule Team Borax

2 Cups Super Washing Soda

1/2 cup Oxiclean Free.

Directions:

1. Grate bar of soap

2. Combine all ingredients and store in an airtight container.

Front Load Machines use 1 Tbsp. per load

Top Load Machines use 2 Tbsp. per load

Note: Donna adds that she uses just 1 Tbsp. per load, but that she has very soft water.

With all of these recipes, we add a glug of white vinegar in the fabric softener dispenser! Keeps clothes soft naturally!

Christians and Gun Control ~ Jen

“My job is not to tell you for whom you should vote. But I do have a duty to speak out on moral issues. I would be abdicating this duty if I remained silent out of fear of sounding ‘political’ and didn’t say anything about the morality of these issues… a vote for a candidate who promotes actions or behaviors that are intrinsically evil and gravely sinful makes you morally complicit and places the eternal salvation of your soul in jeopardy.” Bishop Thomas John Paprocki, Catholic Diocese of Springfield, Illinois.

Amen, Bishop. Amen.

So you’ll have something to say soon about the lawmakers who vote against common sense gun control measures? The lawmakers who voted against background checks the other day?

Because in 2008 and again in 2012, I sat in church and listened to my priests and deacons preach against pro-choice and pro-gay rights candidates. I listened to them condemn by name elected Catholic Democrats, such as Nancy Pelosi, because of their beliefs.

One priest, echoing Bishops across the country, told us that if we voted for any candidate who supported abortion rights, we were sinners who “cannot call ourselves Catholics”.

As a Catholic Democrat, who acknowledges the spiritual leadership of the Church, I was concerned. Shea and I searched our souls and beliefs to make sure our reasons for voting Democrat were supportable by church teachings.

And you know what? They are supported, by the words of our very own bishops, who have said “Catholic teaching about the dignity of life calls us to oppose torture, unjust war, and the use of the death penalty; to prevent genocide and attacks against noncombatants; to oppose racism; and to overcome poverty and suffering. Nations are called to protect the right to life by seeking effective ways to combat evil and terror without resorting to armed conflicts except as a last resort, always seeking first to resolve disputes by peaceful means. We revere the lives of children in the womb, the lives of persons dying in war and from starvation, and indeed the lives of all human beings as children of God.” (A Call to Political Responsibility from the Catholic Bishops of the United States)

Take this statement and apply it to the Republican platform, which would deny assistance to mothers who opt to have their babies, instead of abort; build a wall between the US and Mexico and arm it to keep desperate immigrants out of this great nation of immigrants; raise taxes on the poor and hardworking to protect the wealth of the rich; support big business and free trade, despite the damage it does to our economy and workers abroad, and despite Pope Benedict’s call to hold corporations accountable for their business decisions; and support the death penalty, which is murder.

Voting Republican might also put a soul in danger.

My point is that it’s not easy to be a Christian voter. It just isn’t. This nation has an imperfect political system, and neither platform really meets the standards of a Christian voter.

But sometimes, issues are easy. And gun control is a moral slam dunk.

Look back at what the Bishops said. If we are pro-life from birth to death, then gun control is a Christian moral value. If we seek first to resolves disputes peacefully, and if we revere all human beings as children of God, then gun control is a Christian moral value.

If we believe in the New Covenant made by Jesus on that cross and that God calls us to love and that we demonstrate that love by treating others the way we want to be treated, then gun control is a Christian moral value.

There is no moral high ground to support assault weapons in the hands of ordinary citizens. The entire purpose of assault weapons is to kill as many people in as short a time as possible. In the hands of non-military folk, this purpose is “intrinsically evil” and therefore morally nonsupportable.

There is no moral high ground to stand against a simple thing like back ground checks. To argue that background checks infringe on personal rights and privacy is disingenuous in a society where so much of our personal lives are online by our own choice. And anyone who has something to hide from a gun-related background check is probably a threat to society. Protecting them is morally nonsupportable.

As our spiritual leaders remind us so often, this is a nation founded on Christian beliefs. If we are one nation under God, and call ourselves servants of God, then we must do as the Bishops require and “protect the right to life by seeking effective ways to combat evil and terror without resorting to armed conflicts except as a last resort”.

So where’s the pulpit outrage and thunder on this issue?

My priests and deacons have been silent. My bishop has been silent. This despite public support for President Obama’s proposal from the Vatican. And the fact that so many of those sweet babies in Newton were buried out of their local Catholic church.

In fact, the entire American Christian church has been largely silent.

How can this be?

Amazing Grace

Sometimes, life requires a pause.

This week is one of those times when what we believe might be challenged by what we see and feel.

It’s good to remember the Truth:

Bad things happen in the world, but the World is not bad.

People do evil things sometimes, but People are not evil.

We can be scared of a moment, but Life is not scary.

We will die, but death does not win.

The storm will not blow out the light unless we let it.

Love is there. It just is.

God is there. He just Is.

Pray for grace. Grace will heal us.

Listen:

Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone) by Chris Tomlin.

Thanks to Missindeedy for introducing us to this song.

We Are Not Alone ~ Guest Post

My friend and I had our babies five weeks apart. Three years later, I was driving home from work when she called to tell me that her son had been diagnosed with Autism. In the two years since diagnosis, they have walked the path of grief, acceptance and advocacy. They are so brave.

One day she told me she was done with people who didn’t get it, were in denial or tried to change the topic. “This is our reality. There’s no more question. If people can’t handle it, I can’t handle them.” It was a hard moment. But she was telling me to get in her space. The journey had changed from diagnosis to treatment and there was work to be done.

In honor of Autism Awareness Month, we are pleased to welcome her to our blog.

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I am a 39 year-old married mother of a 4 ½ year old son with autism. He is my only child.

The first question people ask when they hear my son has autism: “Is he like mildly or severely autistic?” They need a label. I have been asked, “Is he like rain man? Does he sit in the corner and rock? Or is he just a little odd?” Maybe knowing the severity of the autism determines the kind of support they will give? Maybe the response determines how they are going to feel about my son’s autism?

The question of severity is almost always awkward for me. What do I say? How much detail do I give? Should I tell them my son uses echolalia (the involuntary and immediate repetition of words or sounds made by other people)? Do I say he uses scripts from his favorite TV shows to communicate? Do I share that he didn’t sleep more then 2-3 hours in the first 2½ years of his life and that his receptive/expressive language is at a 2 year-old level? What would you say if it were your child?

Should I say he is moderately to severely autistic? My son has been assessed by multiple neurologists, psychologists, ABA therapists, ABA supervisors, two primary physicians, OT therapists, PT therapists, special education teachers and speech therapists. Not a single one of these highly trained professionals can or will answer the question of severity, so how can I answer it?

The reaction to the “label” or description of symptoms will indicate how the rest of the conversation will go. Keep in mind I am talking about colleagues, friends and even family members. Some people make me feel loved and supported, while others leave me feeling isolated, frustrated and alone.

The following are some comments I HATE to hear the most:

“God only gives you what you can handle.” OK, but this is not helpful when your heart is broken and every day feels like a struggle.
“There’s a reason for everything.” I am a very spiritual person and I do feel there is a plan. However the comment feels lazy and makes the other person feel better.
“Your son is so lucky to have you.” I can’t pinpoint why this one hurts, but it does. Maybe it’s because I am the lucky one? No matter how hard this journey gets, my heart overflows with love and gratitude for my beautiful baby boy.
“There are so many therapies now and things you can do for those kids. He’s going to be fine.” These words minimize the whole experience in one swoop.
“Oh that’s no big deal, my kid does that.” UGH. No, your kid doesn’t do that. I want to say “Really? When you ask your child the most basic of questions, do they have the ABILITY to answer you? Are they 4 ½ years old and still in a diaper? Are you able to take them to a family party without your child going into an anxious frenzy that requires two days of recovery? Do they echo back everything you say?” I could go on and on. When someone says, “Eh, my kid does that” my heart drops. The subtext of the comment is, “Yeah, what you’re saying is no big deal. Stop whining. I don’t want to hear it. You’re a drama queen. Get over it.”

And sometimes people say beautiful things, but if it’s delivered with a “just stop whining” implication, then the words hurt.

When people make comments that sting, I remind myself people do the best they can. However, that person and their poorly thought out comments create a palpable distance. I slink away from the relationship. I realize it is my job to make that person feel better about my child’s disability. And trust me, I don’t have the time to make you feel better about my child’s struggle. At one time I did and said anything to make other people feel better about the autism, but now I have no time for that nonsense.

Here is a list of things I find most helpful:

“We love you and we are here for you.” Coupled with a hug, I LOVE this one!
“Is there anything I can do to help or make things easier?”
“That sucks!” A heart-felt “That sucks” does wonders.
“This must be hard.” YES it is, and your acknowledgement of the challenge means the world to me.
“It sounds like you guys are doing a good job.” Please know this means so much because every single day I worry I am not doing enough or more so, that I am not enough.
“I can’t imagine how hard that must be.” Thank you for being honest, because the truth is that unless you live with a child who has special needs you do not know what the experience is like. Your honesty is refreshing.

The most loving, helpful responses are from people who communicate to us they are simply willing to be a witness to our family’s journey and struggle.

They don’t look away because it’s too painful. They have a willingness to sit with the pain we are feeling.

They put their arms around us and tell us we are not alone.

Planting Trees ~ Dana

One thing that I’ll say about my in-laws is that when they go, they go large. So when we told them that we wanted to put some fruit trees in our new backyard, they got us some. Nine to be exact. Nine fruit trees for my husband Hansel’s birthday back in February.

These poor little trees sat, waiting to be planted, for two months until finally last weekend the weather was warm enough and we had time enough to put them in the ground. It was quite an undertaking. There were ten trees all-together, plus three lavender bushes, two salvia bushes, a lilac bush, and no less that sixteen little yellow annual flowers that I had bought that morning to help accent the bushes. What a wonderful idea!

With post-digger in hand, we (and by we I mean he) started the planting around 11:00. I mean really, how long could planting 10 trees take?

The answer is about six hours. About half way through, when Hansel was taking a much-deserved break, I thought I’d get in on the fun, too. But when I couldn’t really lift the post-digger, I decided that the little yellow annuals were just my speed, in between playing with the baby, feeding the toddler, and hunting ladybugs.

So now we’ve got an even prettier backyard, and I love the thought of watching these trees grow. They are just another physical reminder that we are planting our roots here. And that feels so good. It’s been a long time since I’ve had real roots somewhere.

Up until we got married five years ago, I hadn’t lived in one place for more than two years since I moved out of my parents’ house to go to college at the age of seventeen (in 1993, y’all). The first house that my husband and I lived in was nice, but it never really felt like home to me. But this place. This place is my beautiful home. My children are happy here. I can put up my feet in my backyard and sip a glass of sweet tea. In fact, I’m writing this outside right now, smelling the orange blossoms, my skin warming in the sun, and the roots of my trees anchoring themselves down in the beautiful dirt.

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