Reese’s Spreads Review

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Reese’s Spreads
Final Review Grade: D-

I received the Reese’s Spreads Voxbox a few days ago- just in time for my New Year’s resolution of eating healthier…perfect timing, right?! The other morning, I was going to attempt to do this blog and review along with some other tasks while my girl took a nap! As I walked into the kitchen, the Reese’s Spread was NO WHERE in sight! I knew I left it on the counter the night before, and now, it was gone. I looked in every cabinet and spot I could think of- no luck. I figured my husband hid it so I wouldn’t be tempted to chow down the entire container. I finally texted him and asked what he did with the spread!

Reese's Spreads

 

Our conversation went like this:
Me: What did you do with the Reese’s spread?! I need to do a review and post photos to Instagram! I’m hoping you didn’t throw it away….
Him: Oh sorry no. I hid it behind the toaster so I would stop eating it!

Yes ladies and gents. It is THAT good. Like, just take a spoon (or your finger) and eat it straight from the jar, good. It tastes exactly like a Reese’s Cup…my kryptonite! Thankfully, I’ve been trying to perfect my willpower and I’ve done good while having this scrumptious stuff in the house.

So, on to my real review!

The Reese’s Peanut Butter Chocolate Spread tastes exactly like a Reese’s cup- just in spreadable form. Excellent for your sweet tooth but terrible for your waistline and those New Year’s resolutions of getting healthier. Obviously, moderation is key since the nutrition is comparable to a candy bar. There’s nothing healthy about it!

The only downsides I found to this spread is that the peanut butter is a little grainy in the texture department. However, this isn’t an issue that makes the spread un-eatable or anything like that.

The next downside (and biggest red flag to me) is in the ingredients list. I have become much more conscious of what I am putting in my body and there is one ingredient that really makes me question this product. TBHQ is listed as a preservative in the list. After doing some research, I have vowed to never buy this product from Reese’s, let alone eat it. I will let you do your own research, but, here is an article that sums up the dangerous properties of TBHQ and why you would NEVER want to ingest it (Why TBHQ Should Be AVOIDED).

Bottom line:
Yes, this spread is stupid delicious, BUT, the ingredients list with questionable ingredients chemicals just doesn’t sit right with me and I will never ingest this stuff again!

Nutrition & Ingredients

The Bedtime Routine

The Bedtime Routine

Let’s be honest. Having a routine of any kind is a constant battle when you have kids. You get a routine going and then something ALWAYS comes up and completely annihilates all of the hard work you have done to get said routine in place.

Since Day 1, we never had much of a routine with our girl. I breastfed on demand, let her sleep when she wanted to sleep. Over the past few months since we’ve introduced new foods to her and she can now crawl all over the place, we decided it was probably better for everyone to get a solid routine going.

We started slow…VERY slow. We focused on meal times first since that was the easiest. Then we moved on to nap routine. Lastly, the dreaded bedtime routine.

Since we bed-share, our girl really only saw the inside of her crib when I plopped her in there so I could take a shower, use the bathroom, etc. We never did naps or bedtime in the crib and the more I thought about it, I seriously doubted my decisions as a mother to bed-share. It didn’t help that there were always people who didn’t agree with bed-sharing.

“Did I completely ruin her ability to sleep alone?”

“Did I make a terrible mistake nursing her to sleep all this time!?”

“Did I make a mistake letting her sleep with us all the time?”

“Are we doomed for eternity and one day we’ll have our 10 year old sleeping next to us!?”

Thankfully, my husband bashed those thoughts and assured me I was the most amazing, bad-ass, perfect mama out there…Okay, maybe those weren’t his EXACT words, but, he made me feel a lot better- that’s all that matters!

Here’s the kicker. The first couple of days that we tried a nap and bedtime in her crib- perfect.

“Is this real life!? Was it seriously that easy!? Did someone abduct my child and leave this angelic one here instead!?”

These first couple of days gave me an insane overconfidence in my nap and bedtime abilities.

Day 3 arrived.

“Wait a second! You brought the wrong baby back! This one is WORSE than my original model. I want my original model back! I didn’t ask for a downgrade!”

Complete misery. Refusal to nap. Refusal to go to bed at night.

A common timeline of our day went something like this:

8:00am- Lil and I wake up after snuggling in bed. I nurse her again. Put her in her crib so I can go pee, wash my face, and brush my teeth so I feel somewhat human.

8:15am- Change Lil’s diaper and take her downstairs, plop her in the pack ‘n’ play, turn on Sprout for her, let the dog out, start making breakfast.

8:30am- Breakfast time! Lil is a great eater most days so this is rarely a fight.

9:15am- Put Lil back in pack ‘n’ play so she can play for a little bit before the first nap of the day.

“Hey, today is going great! I think we’ll be right on track for a great nap and attitude the rest of the day! Woo hoo!”

10:00am- Alright, time to attempt the nap. Head upstairs to Lil’s room and change her diaper. Sit down in the rocker and pick out a few books to read before naptime.

10:15am- Done reading, time to nurse again. Lil closes her peepers- success. I’ll hold her for a couple more minutes before putting her down…

10:16am- Lil’s eyes open and she is completely awake. Wired. What!?

20 minutes later, after attempting to settle the tiny maniac down again and attach her to a boob, with NO success, I take her back downstairs.

2 minutes later…Lil is rubbing her eyes and yawning. Seriously kid? Ugh. I’ll give you a few more minutes to play and then we’re doing naptime.

Repeat above process of diaper change, books, rocking, boobs, more rocking, more boobs. Mission unsuccessful. I am not leaving this room unless you are in that crib sleeping like the baby you are!

1 hour later- success. Is it too early for a beer? I sure feel like I need and deserve one.

18 minutes later…crying. Crying on the monitor. Is this real life? Go upstairs, try to soothe her to no avail. Pick her up, give her boobs again. Asleep in 2 minutes flat. Tip toe like a ninja out of the room.

1 hour later, we have a happy, rested baby again. Hallelujah! Wait…that was only the first nap of the day and we still have bedtime later…make that 3 beers please :)

Thankfully, days like above are rare now and we can usually get 2-3 naps in during the day and bedtime by 8 or 9pm. Routines definitely help!

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How do you handle nap and bedtime routines? Have you had to break any habits with your little one(s)? Did you finally get into a good routine that works for you and your family?

Comment below and give me your bedtime happy and horror stories :)

 

The dreaded “T” word…

The Dreaded T Word

TEETHING.

SomeEcards- Teething

I think it is the most despised, feared, and exhausting part of raising a kiddo. Did I mention despised? I did? Well I will say it again- DESPISED.

You know, starting out after labor and delivery, I was CONVINCED I was going to die of exhaustion with this new, tiny, adorable, and needy little human screaming at me every few minutes (okay…every couple hours) until I pulled a boob out. I was CONVINCED I would die of starvation because I was constantly feeding the new, tiny, adorable, and needy little human while rarely finding a grape or peanut for myself. I was CONVINCED I would die of being smelly because I felt like I never got a free second to shower.

Looking back, those days were a piece of cake. Delicious, yummy, cake.

Fast forward to about 4 months old…early teething sets in. Okay, we can handle this. We have PLENTY of things for this not-so-new, still tiny, even more adorable, and still needy little human to chew on. My finger? Sure! The dog’s rubber ball? Sure! (Oh wait..that wasn’t the best choice you say? Give me your address and I’ll send this little human to your house!) My toe? Um…sure…wait, no..this is weird…stop little human!

Fast forward to 8 months…STILL NO TEETH! What the heck!? Is this a joke? Is our kid normal? Are there even teeth in there!?!?! It seriously had to be a joke when the pediatrician said some babies don’t get a tooth until 12 months or more…so NOT funny. I’m running out of things for this not-new-anymore, much bigger, still super adorable, but SO GROUCHY little human to chew on. I swear these teeth will just pop up in the next day or so….they have to. All I can say is THANK YOU for teething necklaces and teething toys.

Fast forward to now…10.5 months. FINALLY the 1st tooth has appeared and punctured those tiny little gums. Now, this one tiny little tooth…was the cause of so much misery in this household that I seriously thought we had fallen to the depths of hell and we would never find our way back to earth. Yes, it WAS that bad. And side note, this was all while using a Baltic amber necklace…I have had nightmares about if we hadn’t ordered it…terrifying.

We are now working on pushing that second, tiny, demonic white thing through the gummy surface of our 10.5 month old girl’s mouth. Have I mentioned how much I have PRAYED for teeth? Yes, I pray for teeth- that makes me sound insane, I hear it now…no need to mention it…

If our girl wasn’t so cute when she isn’t screaming, throwing her entire body back in a temper, throwing toys, gnawing her toys down to nubs, or refusing to sleep for any length of time…I may have sent her to Shawnee Acres already (this isn’t a real place- I promise…it is a long told story in my family about good girls and boys who are naughty…they get sent to live at Shawnee Acres!)

So fellow parents, know you are not alone in this fight with tiny teeth. One day, we will come out victorious….once all the teeth come in. Until then, call me for a margarita date…I need it and you probably do too. :)

What we’re all about.

What We're All About

Simplify. Simplify our day. Simplify our schedules. Simplify our lives.

Isn’t that what we all WANT to do but never ACTUALLY do?

It seems so easy to simplify our everyday lives- get rid of things we don’t use or need, cancel cable (because in reality, you probably only watch a handful of channels), get rid of those smartphones and downgrade to an old school flip phone (or, GASP, no cell phone at all), quit going out to eat and cook healthy meals at home, eat healthier by growing your own veggies and fruits. It SEEMS so easy, but, truthfully the majority of us have major trouble even considering one of the things mentioned above.

Simplifying our life and becoming more self-reliant is exactly what my family is hoping to do over the next few years. Granted, we’re still keeping our cable and smartphones for the time-being, we’re still WAY guilty of going out to eat more than we should, and we struggle enough with remembering to water our grass let alone trying to plant and keep veggies alive! Like I said, it SEEMS easy but then everyday life scoots on in and becomes the annoying house guest that doesn’t want to leave. EVER.

Now that my husband and I are parents, we’re truly seeing the value of becoming more self-reliant in many aspects.

My husband has been interested in homesteading and self-reliance for awhile now and I usually just smiled and nodded at him when he brought up the crazy idea of owning chickens, making our own stuff, and growing the majority of our food. I admit I was not fond of the chicken idea at ALL (they always seem so loud, dirty, and well…just annoying). Plus, I can barely find time to shower and brush my teeth most days with a teething baby who refuses to sit still and wants to be held CONSTANTLY, let alone take care of more living and breathing creatures. But, I have come around as I have seen how downhill our society and country has gone in the last couple years. I want to know how and be able to do as many things on our own as possible. Now, don’t get the crazy idea that we’re “preppers” in the reality TV sense. We’re far from that, however, we want to become more self-reliant in case we ever truly need to depend on ourselves and a small community for whatever reason. Plus, we’re excited to start making more of our own, HEALTHY, natural food!

We’re what I call “semi-crunchy” parents. I breastfeed and don’t plan on stopping until my little one chooses to wean on her own. We bed-share, baby-wear, and we stumble along with baby led feeding (or weaning if you please). I make 99% of our girl’s food. We believe in gentle attachment parenting, not letting our girl cry it out, and we’re seriously considering homeschooling when the time comes.

We want our girl (and possibly future kiddos) to grow up and know what she can achieve on her own in this crazy world. We want her to have a sense of responsibility and a choice for the life and things she can create. We don’t want her to become dependent on others for the bare life necessities like food, shelter, and everyday items. I know that my husband and I have become dependent on too many things created by others that we could easily make ourselves!

Over the next few months and years, we’re hoping to begin growing our own veggies and fruits again, get some chickens so we can have fresh, organic, PURE eggs, and learn how to make things we regularly use on our own!

It will definitely be an adventure and I hope you will enjoy following us as we embark on our (slow and steady) suburban homesteading journey!