Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. It’s not Monday anymore. Saaahhhhhhrry! Between the little babymoon Mike and I took this weekend and the severe head cold that has it’s grips on me right now, this post got pushed into the “worry about it later” category. My little brother keeps telling me, “I feel like you guys are always sick.” I would normally beg to differ, but these past three weeks have been brutal on my little clan. And not to play the martyr, but particularly tough on ol’ 8 months pregnant me. [Read more…]
I think I am doing OK at this whole motherhood thing. I mean I felt confident enough to be adding another one to the mix in less than two months, soooo yeah, I guess that says something. In one way, I think I am doing too good of a job. This kid is too smart for his own dang good.
It used to be that I was able to sneak tons of vegetables into his food and not have him notice. Remember these spinach pancakes or this pesto fake out mac and cheese? God, how I bragged. I thought I was soooooo smart. Rookie mistake. That phase lasted about six months. Sigh, the good ol’ days. When your kid gets a little older, what’s the trick to getting them to eat veggies??
You guys hear that? That whirring noise? It is a familiar noise for this time of year. It signals a change in the seasons. Yep, that lulling humming whir is coming from my seasonal BFF, my humidifier. Ah, now with that going on full steam, I can smell the crisp fall air approaching and smell the pumpkin spiced-everything floating in the air. [Read more…]
I swear to the Lord, I am so done with summer. I got my fruit fill. I kind of got my heirloom tomato fill. (See last week’s post for the story behind that). I am ready for a gradual decline into the seventies, sixties, and then (Gasp) the fifties. I am ready for layers and not sweating my pregnant belly off every single time I step outside.
I will probably live to regret this statement once I am trapped indoors with ten inches of snow on the ground, a newborn, a two year old, and a dog staring at me wondering what we are going to do next. Until then, I shall rant on. [Read more…]
Women be crazy! That’s what I would say if I were going to approach this blog post like a stand-up comedian, be it a not so good stand-up comedian. But yeah, women be crazy! And when I say women, I am clearly speaking of myself here.
Why am I so crazy? Well, it all went down over the weekend. I had been looking forward to this little thing called the heirloom tomato festival happening at the Chicago Botanic Gardens. I added it to our Google calendar (much to Mike’s chagrin). I had been seeing a lot of pictures of these beautiful, ripe, and multicolored tomatoes all over my social media feed and I was getting sooo amped up! Yes, I know that in itself sounds crazy already but lay off me I am a food blogger/lover/hungry pregnant lady. [Read more…]