This just in: baby is a hefty 15.2 pounds! This feels like a Christmas miracle, every little ounce gained. Our little boy, thriving by breastmilk alone, is our miracle. This morning, I eat a bagel in bed, with my child’s curious eyes watching the thing that goes crunch. Today I am grateful for slow mornings, watching my child smile & giggle from a long night’s sleep. Night times are restless; impeding teeth frustrate him. To…
That what every Saturday morning should be like. This is a special Saturday, spent with my little sister. Got the home breakfast special (thanks HB) before rushing out the door to enjoy the sun & get our feet did. No manis for us because as a mommy, I’m constantly touching my baby’s face & I don’t want any chipped paint to make its way into his mouth. But my toes are a different story. After…
Be kind to your body. Want something to nibble on but the little one has got you on lock down? You must stash snacks, bars, things of the edible nature on your nightstand. These little morsels will save you. Particularly if you are nursing, you need nourishment. Water too. Lots of water. Of course a full meal is better but my little baby snuggles up so nice and close, an escape will certainly alert his…
A surprise breakfast with vanilla ice cream infused French toast (!), spicy sausage, & tuna salad. I was busy snuggling little baby on his first Valentine’s Day & I heard the unmistakeable sound of the printer in the other room. My husband lovingly prepared breakfast with a little Valentine note, freshly printed. I love all breakfasts but I love this breakfast most of all. Can’t wait until little baby can have his own stack of…
Hot link, egg scramble with avo, Munster cheese & spinach. Toast. But first I had my mom’s red bean soup. Simple & nutritious. I used to love to go out for brunch or breakfast but now with a little baby who is peacefully sleeping on our bed, life is better now. It’s a funny thing, parenthood. To be my most authentic self, I always cared about the development of this. Now as a mother, I…
I wish I could go to brunch everyday. Okay, I only half wish that because then it won’t be as fun because it’s not special anymore. Baby is still sleeping so I can sneak into the kitchen & have a small something before he realizes it’s famine season again. My breakfast today doesn’t look like much because it isn’t. It’s white bread with cream cheese built into in with a slather of peanut butter on…