Sunday, December 7, 2014

Gluten-Free Cinnamon Rolls

Switching our household to a Gluten-Free diet has been an amazing transition for my family. When we first started the transition just two years ago there were not nearly as many gluten-free choices in the grocery stores as there are today. I am so thankful for all the amazing gluten-free products out there that make my life so much easier!!

One of our favorite foods to eat is pizza. We LOVE pizza!! So, when I was shopping at Sprouts I was very excited to find this Bob's Redmill GF Pizza Crust.

Let's be honest gluten-free dough is usually not nearly as delicious and savory as "regular" dough. This dough is great because it does not taste like or have the consistency of cardboard as so many gluten-free options do.  Not only is this dough fluffy and delicious but on the back of the packaging there is also a gluten-free cinnamon roll recipe!!!

I took a picture after baking so the bag has flour all over it. 
I decided to give the cinnamon rolls a try; I made some slight changes to their original recipe and am very please with how they turned out. So please in fact that I ate three rolls in one sitting! So good!!!!



  • 1/4 cup Unsalted Butter (melted) - I did half butter/half coconut oil. 
  • 1/2 cup Brown Sugar - I used this kind. 
  • 2 tsp Ground Cinnamon



Step 1

Preheat the oven to 375°F.

Step 2

Add 1 Tbsp of the sugar to the warm water. Sprinkle the yeast packet on top of water and let sit 5 minutes. Cream together the butter and sugar. Add eggs, one at a time, making sure to blend in completely.

Step 3

Add the yeast mixture to the butter/egg mixture and blend. Add in the pizza crust mix; blend two minutes. The mixture will be slightly sticky. Heavily dust a 2-foot long sheet of wax paper with flour. Spread batter over the length of the wax paper, about 19 inches. Using warm water, wet your hands and press the batter outward to fill the sheet. Remember to keep your hands wet or you will get covered in batter. Once the batter evenly covers the wax paper you can brush melted butter or coconut oil over the batter from edge to edge.


Step 1

Combine the cinnamon and sugar and then sprinkle mixture over the batter from edge to edge. Pick up the short end of the wax paper and begin carefully rolling the batter over itself. Cut the roll into 1 1/2 inch pieces and gently place the disks into the 8 x 8 inch greased pan. It is okay to crowd them.

Step 2

Let the rolls rise in a warm place for 30 minutes. Bake for 20 - 25 minutes. Remove from oven, cool until the butter/oil stops bubbling then flip out onto a plate. Makes 8-10 cinnamon rolls.

** I used Organic products for everything I could and recommend you do the same. 
** I also did the filling a little different. I used room temperature butter mixed with room temperature coconut oil and added the cinnamon and brown sugar to that and made a "rub" and rubbed it onto the spread out batter. I also doubled the recommended filling mixture because I like a lot of cinnamon filling in my rolls. 
** When the rolls came out of the oven I drizzled local, organic honey over the top of them. Enjoy!!! 

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

The Face of Depression

Ever since I was young I have dealt with depression. I was a highly energetic child, with many friends and endless love to give yet I was sad, often. When I was by myself or even in groups of people I felt very alone. Life always seemed so much easier for everyone else. I never knew what or when I would be thrown into the “darkness” of my mind and heart. It would sneak up on me and suck me in. So many times in my life I felt like I was drowning in my sadness and didn’t know how to get out. I was told at a young age that depression and being bi-polar ran in my family so I always had a name for what I was dealing with. I always had the ability to discuss it with my Mother which, looking back now, I think was a huge saving grace I had to fighting this disease of the brain.

You never know who is hurting, just because you have a smile on your face and are "functioning" doesn't mean you aren't suffering greatly inside. Depression can be in a 12 year old girl or a 60 year old man. You never know what is truly going on with someone. So be kind to those you meet, go out of your way to help a neighbor, give a compliment to a stranger on the street, make eye contact and smile. It only takes a small act of kindness to change a persons day. If I hadn't been given so much love and support in my life and felt safe to discuss my depression who knows where I would be today. And if you are struggling with depression know that you aren't alone. There are people that care. 

Click here for the National Suicide prevention lifeline.  

Monday, March 17, 2014

It's not about perfection....

One of the hardest parts about being a Mother is not comparing yourself to other Mother's. It's near impossible, we are all guilty of it at one time or another. I do it all the freaking time and I NEED to STOP!!! My children are happy and healthy. Every day is not perfect in my house by any means. My floors get dirty. I have piles of laundry that never seem to end. I find food in random places. There are toys spread across my house; little trails of where my children have been...I get frustrated at myself on a regular basis for not being able to "keep up" with everything that I have to do. Lately, I have been thinking to myself where did I get this idea that everything needs to be in order and perfect? Who am I trying to impress?

I have no idea. Everyone, myself...

I think it's social medias fault because you have "insight" into other peoples lives in a way we never did before. For instance; I'll see a picture of a friend and her house is clean and you think, damn I'm failing. I'll see a picture of a Mother all dressed up with lipstick on taking her kids to the park or the store as I'm drinking my third cup of tea in the same leggings I've had on for two days and I can't even remember the last time I brushed or washed my hair (for days it's been in a messy bun that now looks like a nest). I read these blog posts about how blessed these women feel being at home and their snuggled up next to a fire with their children while they play the banjo and paint and I look over and  here's my kid in time out for the 5th time in the past hour for smacking his brother in the face or screaming at me, and I think where did I go wrong? Then I realize...I haven't. This is a glimpse into these peoples lives it is not the whole picture. If you are a Mother and you say your kid never yells or you never get upset with them you are full of it!! Yes, raising children is one of the most rewarding and magical experiences you can have for sure. You love your children more than you can even explain; it's beyond love. But they can also drive you nuts. You can lose yourself in trying to manage it all. The house, the husband (partner), the job or lack there of, the dishes, laundry, grocery shopping, butt wiping, the screaming, crying, diaper changing, nursing, the napping or lack there of, the constant battle to get ready for bed, sweeping the floor for the 3rd time that day because you don't have a dog that eats all the food off the floor that your child throws. It's exhausting trying to keep up with it all.

I had a panic attack a few weeks ago because I was running myself so thin making sure everything was being taken care of. No more. The house can be messy if that means I have some time to relax and actually enjoy my children. Lochlan is going to be four soon. Lenix is going to be one in less than a month and then they'll be 7 and 10 and not want to snuggle with me as much. I need to enjoy this time with them being children without being frustrated that my house is a mess or I didn't have time to look picture perfect that day.

I, actually, am an amazing Mother. I am. I cook for my children every day, I make sure they drink enough water, I give them hugs, I tell them I love them, I take them to the park when I can, I read to them everyday, I keep them ALIVE!

I am enough.

You are enough too. STOP feeling less than. If you love your kids and let them know you love them and are doing the best you can then you are doing great!!

Friday, January 10, 2014

Investing in Me

Being a Mother is a beyond a full-time job. We are "on-call" 24/7. There are days I don't sit down all day long and there are nights I sleep in 45 minute intervals. I don't think most Dad's really understand how much a Mother does. Even when I'm sitting I'm making breast milk which is using up energy. Most days I have to remind myself to eat and drink enough water and I'm lucky if I can have a moment of peace in the bathroom by myself.

With all that being said I LOVE being a Mom. I really do. It is so hard but nothing compares to the feeling of being able to help nurture and grow your child. When people come up to me and tell me my son Lochlan is so polite because he says "excuse me" I know it's because I raised him to be that way. When people tell me how happy my son Lenix is, I know it's because I give him all of his needs and love him immensely so he has no reason to be a fussy baby. I dedicate everything to my children but I'm starting to realize that it can't be that way everyday. I still need to invest time in myself. I still need to nourish my own needs and desires.

Being a stay-at-home Mom is incredible and I am so lucky and blessed to be able to do it and I take it very seriously but I have to learn to set time aside for myself. I discovered how important this was a few weeks ago when I had a very serious panic attack. I really thought I was having a heart attack and was seconds from going to the hospital. I couldn't breathe, my face and limbs all went numb. I was scared. What was even scarier was that I was home alone with the kids and had no car. I locked us in a room and called my mother-in-law who is a nurse and told her I thought I was having a heart attack. She immediately said, "I think you're having a panic attack. Go to a quiet place and breathe into a bag." Luckily, a friend of mine had just left so I was able to call her and she came back to my house within 15 minutes and my Mother-in-law and Father-in-law showed up within the hour. It took me several hours to calm down and a few days to feel "normal" again. I realized in those moments as I was breathing into a brown bag that I needed to take some time for myself. I try to control and take care of everything all the time. I have to have the house clean, dishes done, laundry done, food made, kids dressed; I worry about my parents, my siblings, my friends; I have to take care of David and all of his needs. I take care of everyone else but me. I am good about eating right but I don't exercise other than some daily stretching and walking to the park, I don't write in my journal anymore. I haven't written on this blog in a very long time. I haven't painted since before I was pregnant with Lenix. It's honestly been years since I have invested in ME.

I decided to make a promise to myself, a commitment to give myself 30 minutes a day for
ME. Whether it means to write, read, paint, walk, exercise, meditate, cook....whatever I WANT to do I do it and I choose to not feel guilty that I'm not accomplishing my daily Mommy/housewife tasks.

Honestly, it's been hard to even give myself 30 minutes. It doesn't seem like much but before I realize it the day is almost over and I've been taking care of everything and everyone else. I am trying to be more mindful though of how I go through out my day and not allow myself to become so stressed out by all the little things that need to get done. It's okay if the house is messy and I choose to lay down and snuggle my children. It's okay if I paint while my son watches a movie and the baby is asleep. It's actually fun to exercise around my son because he always laughs and says, "What are you doing?" and then more often than not he will try it too. It's okay that I can't fix or even always help my friends and family.

I'm not perfect and that's okay.