Do You K2?


Lets talk teeth.

Actually lets talk teeth and bones (they have a lot in common) and keeping them strong.

And lets talk arteries.

Because what we want is the calcium we eat and drink to deposit itself in our BONES and not turn itself into plaque in our arteries.

Beyond the usual dietary advice on getting enough calcium and vitamin D there is a vitamin you might not yet know about that can be a big weapon in your arsenal against both heart disease, osteoporosis, and well, cavities – Vitamin K2. Specifically Vitamin K2, MK-7. Possibly the main reason that soybeans have been heralded for heart health, K2 MK-7 is formed from Natto, which is a fermented soybean meal that has been a traditional Natto_on_rice Japanese food for thousands of years.

I came upon K2 when my son turned up with quite a few cavities at the dentist a few years back. Thus began my love affair with this revered mountain-named vitamin. A company called Dental Essentials (I don’t have any relationship with them other than being grateful I happened upon them) created a liquid vitamin for kids with cavities consisting of  K2 and vitamin D (other companies have followed suit, just give “kids K2 liquid” a google). I started giving it to my son, cut out a good amount of grains he was eating (more carbs from other sources like potatoes) for a short time, and of course sugar, and bam no more cavities. I am back to the sprouted bread these days for him (quite possibly his favorite food), but I still try and give him and my daughter K2 when I have it because I know it’s so good for them. I myself have sensitive teeth and whenever I take K2 along with my normal vitamin regimen my teeth aren’t nearly as sensitive – I can feel the difference.

In short this is a vitamin offering a powerhouse of nutritional benefits that could enjoy a prominent space in your vitamin cabinet.

Or you could go ahead and start fermenting your own soybeans to make your own natto if you feel so frisky..

And check out some of these articles on the impressive benefits of K2 for Osteoporosis and Heart Health:

**Individuals on blood thinners or those who with diagnosed heart disease or a heart condition of any kind should be sure to consult their doctor before using Natto or Nattokinaise. See additional health disclaimer on my about me page.



Do my fingers even work anymore?

I can’t recall the last time I sat down, fingertip to REAL GENUINE KEYS, and wrote something.

I like it. And I forgot how much.

I also FORGOT how much I dislike typing on the virtual keyboards our current “smart”phone reality (Because if my smart phone was really smart it wold cut me off after compulsively checkling it more than 2 times in a row and instantly self-destruct when I begin loading the comments section of any left-leaning political article which is of course everything I read :)).

There are others who, as much as they may enjoy my blog or others like it, like me, recognize that instant gratifcation at all times is really not in my best interest  :/ (Why-You-Should-Switch-to-a-Dumb-Phone)

I FORGOT how much I like using my brain to synthesize and make sense of all the comings and going on in the world (Especially THIS. YEAR. MY. GOD.) and why it’s in all of our best interest to learn as much about and occupy the “view” of one another as we possibly can.

I FORGOT how much I don’t know what’s good for me (ok, ok, let me toot my own horn. When it comes to food, I do know, so that’s a start 😉 )  Actually, let me rephrase. I forgot how necessary it is to my overall wellbeing to both take care of myself and actively VALUE that act. All of us, ESPECIALLY women since many of us are taught quite the opposite, need to remember or learn how to HONOR OURSELVES EVERY SINGLE DAY (thank you, Jenna Ryan).

And in line with that I forgot how much putting my needs first (not my wants and desires necessarily, but my neeeeeeds. See oxygen mask in airplane example) is, like, the BEST message I can send to my constantly observing children, a message I never really received from the well-meaning women of my youth who never received that message from the well-meaning women of their youth. (SIDE NOTE: Within reason, of course. I’m not about to  ignore my children’s immediate needs in moments of acute crisis or take them to The Cave in Philly because oggling scantily clad males with enthusiastic friends is like total chicken soup for my soul). (ADDITIONAL SIDE NOTE: The Cave is apparently closed!! Thank the heavens for Channing Tatum and high-speed air travel).

I FORGOT that I wanted to be a writer (and an actress) ever since I was seven or eight years old and writing in my own baby book (I’m weird, I know, don’t judge). And I still do.

I just forgot. And it’s never good, or at least it’s never good for MEEEEEEEEEEE to forget something like that. And it’s REALLY easy to forget when you are a mom. It’s just too damn easy for moms to forget what makes them great as WOMEN and as PEOPLE. I mean it’s not our fault, or is it dads really (but we need to heed their example – heaven knows they don’t forget they are people!). I just think nature must have set it up that way. Until our kids leave the nest we are somehow always in this obtuse hazy, sticky web of babies, poop, wipes, cloth and non-cloth diapers (in varying degrees of unnecessary guilt), kids and more kids (sometimes our own, sometimes others), breast milk, formula milk (also in varying degrees of socially-encouraged guilt for moms alone), sweet snacks of every nut, grain, wheat-full, peanut-free variety you can imagine, constant episodes of sibling rivalry, meltdowns whenever there aren’t two or three of everything (yes, it’s true non-parents it’s true!!), sloppy love-laden kisses, boatloads of laundry and dishes and “playdates” (my God I hate that word and my God do I participate for my own people needs and general sanity!), annoyingly overzealous and saddeningly underzealous grandparents, oodles and oodles of glorious oxytocin and undying love and devotion – and untold sleepless nights. More than this gal would like to count (And more to come on that. We will reach the promise land on this one I know it)…. But thmisunderstood-spider-9at’s ok with me, the sticky web part I mean.

And assuming someone has taken out the actual SPIDER from this spider web (I know they do good wise meme person but they still creep the heck out of me!!)…

I really do like the cozy chaos of a snug cocoon with my little nuclear family.

But it’s about time I pulled my little old laptop in with us too. I need her.

There are a lot of things I was “warned” about while I was pregnant with Benjamin (ok, when I say warned I really mean gleefully promised). A future where I would “never” sleep again was by far the most popular fortelling, but I also received ample prophecies of “Get ready to never think about your needs ever again!” and “Look forward to no more sex – ever!”

To be fair, such prophecies did, in some ways, come to fruition (On a scale of 1-5, 1 being Queen Elizabeth status, my needs are squarely in the 5 category, most days). Nevertheless, such parental prophecies have not proven to be nearly as dire and full of misery as their commentators might have hoped.

And before I continue ranting past a comment that one would think is rather odd, I’d like to stop briefly and revert your attention back to it…
“Not nearly as dire and full of misery as their commentators might have hoped.

Now some of you might find it a very unusual idea that your friends would wish such ill will upon you. It certainly confused me during my 9 months of pregnancy and just before, when I was practically oozing babylove. I mean, it’s an honest question. Why would your supposed friends provide you with  ominous fortellings of sleep deprivation and sexual vacancy? Why, on top of that, would those utterings be underlayed with a sort of gleeful joy and bemusement? Why oh why would your friends be so cruel?

Well, in a nutshell, cause you deserved it.

Okay, okay, relax. I’ll dial it back a notch. I sure as hell deserved it, and I’ll tell you why.

I knew nothing.

No, not about everything, but about most things. Pretty much anything that didn’t directly affect my wants, desires and needs (and yes, this was within sobriety). I had things figured out as far as I was willing to take them, and I didn’t care to learn much more thank you very much.

I especially knew nothing about parenthood, but you would have thought I wrote The Baby Book. I, like many of my friends, was way more likely to place any blame squarely on the shoulders of the parent when I saw a tantrum-throwing child in the line at Target than at the screaming kid himself. “Wow, what a bad mom” was more likely to cross my mind than “Wow, what a jerk that kid is being, poor mom.” Today the first thought rarely crosses my mind (except in those rare local news extreme cases), and I’m inclined to give every mother of a child who is not on the nightly news (and even them too, sometimes) the benefit of the doubt. I have entered the land of the knowing.

Because the fact is simply this – there is ABSOLUTELY no way to prepare for parenthood. Much like childbirth, it is simply impossible to fathom what that state really looks like until  you’ve been there. Short from someone stabbing you repeatedly in the back for 15-30hrs straight, you can’t even begin to contemplate the pain of childbirth until that baby has been born. The same goes for parenthood and the reality of around the clock care. Even when you are off you’re still really on, or you miss being on, or you feel like you should miss being on, or you worry you’re on too much or not enough. And so on and so on. 😉

But you love your kid more than you love life itself, and that is what makes it ok. You’ll take all that this parenthood thing dishes out because of that love, and as each day progresses you get more and more of what you expected to get out of the whole deal. It starts to get more fair, more rewarding. And even before that happens you’ve found you feel more connected to the spirit of the universe than you ever had before. You see nature, life, everything through the eyes of your child, and it’s just plain beautiful. But life certainly doesn’t get any less constant. Parenthood doesn’t, well, stop. And though it’s never boring it certainly isn’t easy.

The problem is that YOU DON’T KNOW THAT YET.

But man do you think you do.

And there we are. 



So enjoy the sleep while you have it, and I’ll meet you on the flipside.


“Yup, one is definitely enough.”
“Oh yeah, I’m not having another kid after this one – pregnancy is a cruel joke!”
“Why would anyone  choose to go through this more than once?”

– Statements made by yours truly prior to the birth of my first child

Flash forward, oh, three or four months…

“How long do you think we should wait – assuming I get a new job and everything is okay money-wise – before we start trying again?”

Statements made by me approximately 24-48 hours after the birth of my first child, Benjamin Parker Trott.

This, my friends, was and is to me the most amazing phenomenon. This 180 degree perspective change was clearly the result of an instinctual reaction so powerful that I can barely begin to put it into words. For it was able to minimize – no – to NULLIFY – the purchasing power of the nine months of pain, discomfort, frustration, and general state of miserableness otherwise known as Kelly Manion’s first pregnancy.

On top of that, the first three to five days of  Baby Ben’s life (ok, let’s be honest, the first 3 and a half months so far!) were no walk in the park. I mean, they were BEAUTIFUL, crazy, sleepless, extremely confusing, and full of lots of happy-making oxytocin, but definitely not easy. The fact of the matter is, no logical person would even begin thinking about fashioning a new embryo with that kind of shenanigans going on.  Such a notion would just be, well,  insane!

Nevertheless, less than a week into my stay in the love-laden, slumber-deprived land of motherhood, and I was ready to lay down my roots and start adding another branch to my family tree.

What was I thinking?

Well, the truth is I didn’t do much thinking at all – nor would have that been recommended. With less than 2 hours of rest per night I could have started a fire from frontal lobe short-circuits alone. So instead I nursed, cuddled, nursed some more and tried to sleep when my baby slept (this should be the mommy slogan of the decade). Meanwhile feeling both totally disconnected and completely at one with my new world. And within all of that the idea of adding another soul to my new brood (as soon as possible, mind you) just kind of casually crept in. No fanfare. No pizazz.  Just waltzed in like a seasoned waiter who fills a half empty glass of water as naturally and automatically as one takes a breath. Or, as one who has worked several years in DC’s overflowing SPCA, habitually anticipating the precise moment to tug the leash and prevent my DC animal shelter boxer-shepherd-jackrussel-mastiff mix from eating your $400 miniature schnauzer yorkie hybrid.


Excuse me, your “Schnorkie.”

Having another baby just, well, seemed like the next right thing to do.

And though some may argue otherwise (because, as I’ve also learned, there are  no shortages of opinion in the monocratic land of motherhood), that feeling, and the thoughts and actions that it causes around the world each and every day – in bedrooms and on couches, in backs of cars, on tops of hoods and in between newborn baby cries – may reign supreme as mother nature’s greatest triumph.

That and those Moroccan climbing goats – they are pretty cool too.

Can you believe it? I’m a mama!

“Can you believe I actually made a PERSON?”
“This gorgeous little creature has everything he needs to grow up to be a walking, talking, doing, loving, creating, caring, unique human being. And he came out of me!”
“How is any of this even possible? It blows my mind!”
“God just look at those fingers, toes, and that skin – the softest I’ve ever felt!”
“He is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

I can guarantee that you – no matter how many babies you have been around in your life, how much babysitting you have done, daycares you may have started or episodes of Raising Hope you’ve seen – you too will think these EXACT same thoughts the moment you have your first child. And, at least for the first, I dunno, 50 years or so they tell me, you’ll keep on thinking them.

And, I know it was a little sneaky, but I had to adjust the title of the blog, at least a bit. The fact is that with everything I’ve been through the last, well, 12 months, I think it’s only fair that I get to make some changes purely in the interest of my own personal desires. 🙂

In light of that, I must say that it’s really rather interesting how quickly the opportunity to partake in completely selfish endeavors leaves you the moment you have a kid. Now don’t get me wrong – it comes back in varying increments as your baby grows and becomes less intensely dependent on you – especially if you have supportive family, friends or a significant other who wants to help you feel more like a human being and less like a human milking. But it isn’ t the same.

Your selfish endeavors aren’t, well, as gluttonously delicious as they were before.

They just can’t be. It would be like realizing you are an alcoholic, getting sober, and then going back to drinking. No matter how hard you try to be that blissfully ignorant person you once were there will always be that little voice in the back of your head reminding you of the reality of who you are. You simply can’t be as deliciously, gluttonously selfish as you were before that 3 month old bundle of cries, smiles, glorious snuggles and abundant poo came into your life.

But you want to know what the really interesting thing is? The thing that hits you the moment your child is born and that stays with you even after the cries enter in, the diapers begin to fill (or overflow), the sleepless nights begin and the questions of “Is my baby colicky?” start swirling through your mind?

You really, truly, undeniably and unquestionably wouldn’t have it any other way.

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“There are only two things I really can’t stand. Change. And the way things are.” – Unknown

Yes, we all feel this way from time to time (if not most of the time). You are not alone and you are in the right place. And to you return readers, I’m happy to see you all again!

For me, this year, and these past few months in particular, have been full of change up to my eyeballs. And change, as much as I can’t stand it sometimes, and as long as I’m trying to do the next right thing, is actually pretty darn good. It’s kind of like a jump start for my soul. And who doesn’t need a little jump start from time to time? 🙂

That being said, when it comes to our diets, change is better when it’s gradual. Even more important is what kind of change it is, and even what we call it. From what I’ve learned through my schooling as a Holistic Health Coach, there really is nothing good that comes out of the concept of “I can’t” when it comes to food. As in “My doctor says I can’t….” or “My R.D. says I can’t…”

“I can’t eat ice cream,” or “I can’t eat bread,” or “I can’t  eat after midnight,” etc. etc.  Yech. I hate those words, don’t you?

The whole concept of “I can’t,” or “I’m not allowed to,” simply gets your brain into that sad state that most people know all too well – Deprivation. And what happens when we start to feel like we are being deprived? Resentment, anxiety, fear, sadness, anger. Pretty much nothing good.

It’s much more useful to add healthier things to your diet. Better for your head, your heart, and your body.

As in “add in more fruits,” “add in more vegetables,” “add in more healthy fats and delicious grains and organic foods.” Do it for a day, or a week, or a month. Before long you’re too full and too satisfied to think about the fact that you haven’t had McDonalds in over a month and that, low and behold, you lost 10lbs and your skin feels as smooth as a baby’s bottom. And rather than feeling like you’ve lost something you realize you’ve gained everything! You’ve actually achieved the opposite of deprivation, Indulgence!  🙂

And boy doesn’t that get your serotonin pumpin’ ? 🙂

That being said, I realized that perhaps one of the best possible things I could offer my readers – especially you folks who like lists and following lists and all of that good stuff – is a handy dandy little Indulgence List. I know I throw a lot out at you here in terms of suggestions and advice, that it can be difficult to bring everything to mind when you take your next trip to the food store. So then, let’s make it easy! What follows is a nutritious, empowering, indulgence shopping list that you can print out and take with you during your next trip to the food store (PS – it’ll be much easier to follow this list if you shop at a natural foods store. Some major ones you likely have in your area are Whole Foods Market (I might as well just set up a cot in aisle 6 I’m there so often), Yes!, MOM’s (My Organic Market), TPSS if you live in the DC metro area, Trader Joes and many independent stores).

There is only one thing I require (yes, it’s the honor system here) before you begin using this list. Just one thing.

You must promise not to remove anything from your fridge or cabinets before or after you shop. Unless, ya know, it gets too crowded and you feel you must take something out to make room for all the fantastic new foods you’ve been adding lest your shelves collapse.

That’s all I require. I suggest that you make things more fun and interesting by breaking this list down to one category (grains, proteins, veggies, etc) per shopping trip. And once you’ve covered all the categories, and started adding a few things to your diet, then you could take a step back and see how you feel. The goal here is to expand your palate, increase your happiness and to indulge your senses with real, whole foods that nature intended for you to eat and to thoroughly enjoy with each and every bite.

Happy Shopping!


The first rule of thumb is that Organic is best for your palate and your body. And don’t be afraid of the freezer section of your food store – the breads there generally have less preservatives and more real flavor!
* Sprouted Bread – found at Whole Foods, Trader Joes and other organic food stores – LOW GLUTEN & DELICIOUS!
quinoa (cooks just like rice and has more protein than other grains; and all the essential amino acids) – GLUTEN FREE!

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal grains for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* organic nut butters (almond is best – no jif or anything you can find in giant – you want 1-2 ingredients, the nut and salt)
* eggs (organic, all-natural feed)
* kefir or yogurt (unsweetened, organic is best)

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal proteins for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


just about anything is great – try to buy organic b/c less pesticides
some really healthy and just plain delicious ones are…
* blueberries/raspberries/blackberries
* grapefruit (detoxing)

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal fruits for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* spinach
* chard (I LOOOVE this stuff in place of lettuce or sauteed like spinach in raw butter or olive oil)
* kale

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal veggies for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* extra virgin olive oil, cold-pressed
* extra virgin or virgin coconut oil

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal oils for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* water and 100% juices (cranberry is great as it is very cleansing)
* teas are great – especially green!

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal beverages for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* stevia
honey (raw is best)

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal sweeteners for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* dried fruits and nuts are the way to go (the most nutritious are walnuts and almonds – preferably in the raw)
* fruit

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal snack foods for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/


* high-quality multivitamin
* probiotics (there are so many kinds, just make sure it has acidophilus and bifidus in it and the culture count be in the billions)

All diets really are specific to the individual. If you want to know the ideal supplements for you, see here: http://learningtoloveyourbody.com/

And live it up! 🙂


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