Mommy Fail.

Tonight I thought it would be a good idea to finally tackle the cradle cap Ezri has been rocking for the past few months. I had read that it would go away on it's own, but it hasn't, so I thought I would be slightly more aggressive. I searched on the internet and found that if you put baby oil, mineral oil or Vaseline on the scalp and let it sit, it would help to lift some of the flakes and then you can just wash it off. The flakes are gently removed that way. I guess I never thought that Vaseline on hair might not be the best idea. After 3 shampoos, it's still there and gooey as ever. Nathan just took one look and said "Well I guess you better google that as well". I guess I better stop googling things, but I did it anyways and found that apparently Vaseline in kids hair is a world wide problem. A lot of mom's have suffered this problem and each one has a home remady. Nathan also has a home remady: Do nothing. And you know what, I'm not going to put any more junk into her hair and just let it work itself out.

She doesn't really seem affected at all, not at all as stressed out as mommy.

The Amauti Tango

This is me & Ezri getting into the amauti, as requested by Catherine in my comments section. It may look as though I do get her in all by myself, but the truth is I needed a little help from my friend Morena who also did the filming for our feature presentation. We just did some fancy editing to make it seem like I didn't...but if you pretend I didn't need help, that's what it should look like. I have cotton on the inside of the pouch that apparently makes it harder for the baby to slide it, although I have mastered getting her out all by myself. Any northern moms have good tips for getting their babies in solo?

Mother-In-Law

Thank you so much for coming up north for a month. We woke up this morning and the house just seemed a little empty.

Torture

Yes I'm a bad mommy, I let my dog eat cheesies and pretzels. But am I not also an amazing trainer, look at that restraint.

Wearing Babies

Morena, myself and Meaghan got out with babies yesterday. This is really the only way to do it up here. Morena made me a FANTASTIC bunting bag for Ezri, so she stays up straight and slips in better to the back of the amauti. I think everyone that has an amauti needs one of Morena's bunting bags, they are amazing!I'm looking to replace my ties on my amauti and tried making some on my own, but got too lazy. If anyone is interested, have a look at this catalog, they make some pretty awesome ones. I'm going to order mine soon. I'm also in the market for a lighter amauti for summer, but the material at the store is down to bare bones.

Inukshuk?

Or my friend Morena?

Snowboarding in Nunavut: Doing it the hard way

We got out on the land snowmobiling yesterday and this time we took out Nathan's snowboard. This is something he has been meaning to try for sometime now. The idea was that I would drive him up the hill on my machine and then he would snowboard down and we would continue this cycle for maximum fun. I however was not going to board. I can not and will not. I like my legs in one piece, in fact I like my entire body that way.

We finally came across an acceptable hill and realize it's just too steep to mobile up. Nathan decided to park his snowmobile half way up and then crawl up the rest of the way. It seemed like an eternity passed as I watched him wade through waste deep snow and then use his board to climb up the rest of the way.
When he got to the top, we proceeded to try and have a muffled conversation about which way he should head down to avoid the mine field of rocks. It was a nerve racking moment while I finally communicated with hand gestures that he need to stay to his right so I could take him home in one piece. Why are men lunatics sometimes? And why do woman get to suffer watching them do insane things?

He finally took off over what seemed like a cliff of snow that was a straight drop. He kept it together for most of the way down and then...
Wiped out. But remember how hard it was to get up the hill because the snow was so loose and powdery?

Well he survived and got back up...
And went down the hill a little more.
At the end of Nathan's trip down the hill, my friend Morena and I drove up to Nathan's machine where we both promptly sunk our machines into the really deep loose snow. Getting them dug out was (insert bad word here) hard. We were wading through thigh deep snow, digging out our machines and doing it all wearing enough puffy clothing we'd put the stay puft marshmallow man to shame. It was -30C outside and I was still sweating.

This next photo might look like a crime scene, but really it's just Nathan taking a nap and Morena INGENIOUSLY rolling herself down the hill, saving herself the pain of wading through the snow. Its defeating walking a few steps and then sinking in to your hip. In the end, we made it out. I hope if anything came of that little adventure, I might have burned a few postpartum calories!