Lil Ducky

Sometimes while nursing Wyndsor, especially late at night, I browse Zulily. I have found some great gifts and toy type stuff on there. I rarely buy clothes a) because I like to try stuff on b) it's typically nicer brands that I don't buy even on sale. The prices are good but sometimes not that good and you can't return anything.

A few weeks back I spotted these adorable shoes for Riesling. I ordered a pair of sandals for summer and sneakers in next size up. She is a dirty kid when playing outside but I still like to have a pair of "good shoes" for the library, birthdays parties, etc. Apparently I missed the part of the description nothing the special feature...

It wasn't until she had already tried them on and fell in love with them that I realized they squeaked! At first I thought it would drive me bonkers. But the girl was seriously thrilled out of her mind about her quacking shoes that I couldn't take them away, not to mention they were not returnable.  I must say they have grown on me over time. And I always know where she is. 

Sunshine

FINALLY! Spring is in the air. April 13, 2014

My morning with Riesling

We're off to a bit of a rough start with some crying and screaming over wanting "Mommy's milk" and not wanting to go pee pee in the potty.  This results in her peeing all over my lap.  Thankfully Jim has not left for work yet and is able to help with the situation.  She calms down, gets panties on for the day but refuses a new pair of pants, and snuggles up for a little morning milk.  Winnie wakes up get a fresh diaper and starts her long nursing sessions while Riesling settles into a corner of her room with us and we read a dozen or more books including the new stack from our library visit yesterday.  There are several that she really likes and requests repeat readings of.  Jim was sweet enough to bring me a cup of coffee before he headed out for work so I catch a few sips between books.

With a little convincing we head down to the kitchen for breakfast.  Winnie takes a spot in the swing while I make breakfast: oatmeal with flax seed, raisins, & almond milk and some sliced strawberries.  Riesling is actually pretty content and sits at the island quietly while I clean up dishes from last night, eat my oatmeal and finish up my coffee while standing.  After she finishes eating she gets cleaned up and we take our vitamins together.  It is on the warmer side but VERY windy outside.  I commit to keeping the girls inside for the morning. Winnie has fallen back asleep in the swing so I decide its a good time to make some 'cookies' with Riesling.

She requests "Happy Birthday Easter cupcakes" (Uncle Tim's birthday was on Easter this year which I think has led to some confusion).  I convince her that cookies are a suitable replacement.  We mix oats, ground flax seed, chia seeds, raisins, peanut butter, and maple syrup then form into little balls.  These little energy bites are the cookies Riesling knows about in our house.  We make variations of them quite often.  She has a set of small plastic type bowls that she mixes and pours ingredients back and forth in.  She is very excited to help and is a very messy kitchen assistant.  When we finish the project we immediately ditch her shirt which is caked with peanut butter.  She quickly takes note of the spilled oats and flax seed on the floor and heads off to the closet for the broom.  I sweep and she uses the Swiffer.  She has a true passion for cleaning.

While sweeping we find a little bottle under the island.  It is typically used as 'soap' in her play kitchen.  As I am sweeping I notice that she has the bottle held up to her chest.  She informs me that she is pumping for some milk.  She heads off for the basement where all her dolls are.  I finish up sweeping the kitchen and foyer, check in on her, then throw in a load of laundry.  One baby is getting milk from the pump, another held straight up to her chest to nurse and another has a bottle.  She is quite skilled in caring for multiple babies.  She decides one baby needs a diaper change.  While searching for a diaper she spots the towel that was in the Easter basket from Grandma and decides on bath time for them instead.  She uses a laundry basket and cup and is sure to provide Baby with a few toys.

Looking for bath toys lead her to her ABC stacking blocks.  One has a picture of a gorilla on it.  We get out stuffed Gorilla because he "is like the same".  We work on ABC's and matching pictures on the blocks with actual items in the basement.  Winnie wakes up and joins us, sitting on my lap.  Riesling thoughtfully shows her the pictures and items we've collected.  "Her eyes are open!  Look at that Baby Winnie" (she can not pronounce W sound so it sounds like In-e and is so darn cute).   Gorilla is a keeper for an extended period of playtime.  They take a trip to the grocery store.  She informs me that they bought apples, bananas, and avocado.  Riesling shows him the "boo berrries" and robins outside the window, requests a cloth diaper (I have one with a hole in it set aside for just this reason) for him, then he joins Winnie on the playmate.

As a good big sister, Riesling fetches the orange bin with all the soft toys for Baby Winnie.  She show every single item to Gorilla and Winnie, using her baby voice and making sure that both have a chance to view the item.  After emptying sister's orange bin she decides she wants her orange bin. It contains a hand me down circus train set that is actually pretty cool.  She hasn't played with it in awhile so she becomes pretty absorbed in it.  I nurse Winnie and change her diaper.  I put Winnie back on the playmate and get about 50 crunches in while laying beside her before she poops and needs another diaper change.  Sometime during this time periods Riesling has lost her underwear.  If you are keeping track she is now only wearing socks. 

Riesling has invited all her Little People to the circus and museum.  She has lined them all up holding hands and decides they need a picture taken.  She finds her phone but quickly decides the battery is dead and it needs charged "like Daddy's".  She gets a little out of sorts with this activity because she wants to use the CD player cord and is trying to plug the wrong end into the wall.  I am refusing to let her execute her plan due to safety concerns.  She is not happy.  I help her come up with an alternate option and put on an audio book which grabs her attention and calms her down considerably.  We follow with a banana and almond butter snack. 

We color a picture for Aunt Becka and make some fairy art with the stickers she got for Easter.  We clean up most of the toys she has gotten out and have some general quiet time.  We head back to the kitchen for lunch.  She has a few gluten free crackers and hummus which she makes into "sam wiches" but quickly starts playing with them more than eating them.  She starts crushing the crackers into an empty spice bottle with her spoon and dripping water in from her sippy cup.  I let the activity go on for awhile.  She declares her creation is "like pop".  I inquire who drinks pop.  I already know the answer because pop is not a term used in this area, so it has come from the Ohio family and my sister was recently visiting.  She replies, "Aunt Jenn.....and Papa".  I wasn't expecting her to say Papa because he hasn't been to visit in a few months.  She proceeds to tell me that Papa gave her pop....oh really......what kind, wondering if she just confused.  "Green one."  BUSTED Dad!  (He drinks Mt. Dew like it's water).  She continues to offer me information without asking, something about the type of cup she drank from, although it wasn't clear whether she drank from the bottle or her own cup.  She continues talking about "Papa cheese" and making blankets for her rabbit snacks.  This is a true event that happened on his last trip in town, leading me to believe her recollection about drinking pop is true and not a dream or toddler mistake.  I will have to take this one up with Papa.

She decides she is not really hungry and request lunch after nap.  I am nursing Winnie so she sits at the piano and flips through a song book, singing wheels on the bus and her ABC's.  After Winnie is settled down we head upstairs. She is obviously tired and throws a fit about this, insisting that she wants to do yoga instead  (the yoga mats are next to the piano).  We put on a pull-up and head to the rocking chair with a few tears streaking down her face.  She nurses quietly and quickly closes her eyes.  Today she falls asleep without much resistance.  It has been a busy morning.

It is 12:10

Escape

A few weeks ago we had the worst no sleep week EVER around here.  Riesling was cutting a molar and NOT sleeping.  Winnie had some kind nasal congestion going on (not to mention she was only 6 weeks old and still very much a newborn) and was NOT sleeping.  All of this meant that Mommy and Daddy was NOT sleeping.  Since Jim has to get up for work and I'm nursing the babes, I took the brunt of it.  I was seriously getting 2-3hrs a night in short little 30-45 minute segments for 4 straight nights.

Along with general grumpiness throughout the house, there was various amounts of crying, tantrums, coughing, gagging, and general fussiness all day long.  Jim and I were both tired and starting to take it out on one another, the kiddos were just miserable, and there was just way to much negative emotion all the way around.

Thursday night brought an improved nights sleep and lifted everyone's spirits slightly, but the weekend forecast was rain, rain, and more rain meaning everyone cooped up in the house.  Friday morning I decided we all needed a change of pace.  I booked a hotel room in the city, made arrangements for Sofee dog,  packed up overnight bags and loaded up the car.  Jim works in the city so I sent him a text and told him we were picking him up for a surprise.  He thought we were going out for dinner.  I knew if I consulted with him he wouldn't want to go.  He would worry about the money or the list of things he had to do at home, which is exactly what I didn't want.  I made an executive decision and just hoped he would be happy to come along for a little family adventure.
 
It ended up being just what the doctor order.  The hotel was super nice with a luxurious king size bed, fluffy bath robes (even for Riesling), a candy station in the lobby, and a nice swimming pool and hot tub.  It was very kid friendly and accommodating to any of our requests. It may have been the best 24 hours of Riesling's life.  After dinner Jim took her swimming until the pool closed down. She did not want to get out of the water.  She got to wear her little robe and slippers and stay up late watching Finding Nemo (her first movie ever!) and eating popcorn in bed.  She woke up to banana pancakes in bed (we ordered room service) then headed out to the Please Touch Museum for the rest of the morning.  She seriously talked about it for days and days.

 Heading to the pool with Daddy.  She hasn't stopped talking about swimming since!

 "Cheese"

Cow hugs

In some ways I felt a little guilty about the whole thing.  How spoiled are we to be able to just run away from a week of minor little troubles? But I realized it really was a special adventure.  We spend a lot of family time at home, in the garden, at the library or walking the block or our local parks. We don't spend a lot of money on activities.  It has been such a long miserable winter and a big transition for everyone with Winnie's arrival.  Not to mention I had travel points for the hotel, a gift card that covered part of dinner, and 2 passes for the museum, so it actually wasn't that expensive.

 
We were only gone for one night it felt like we had been on a weeks vacation. It was just nice to step away from the mundane day to day household parenting stuff.  We still had to take care of both kids obviously but it was somehow refreshing non the less.  Take away the laundry, cooking, cleaning, and everyday worries for just 24 hours and it really can clear your head. Not to mention we all had a magnificent nights sleep.  I have been shopping for king bed every since!

Riesling & Wyndsor

The girls are pretty serious about their academic studies...

 

 

 

Monday....

"A good laugh and a long sleep are the best cures i the doctor's book."

~Irish Proverb

Another Week

*A rare quiet Wednesday morning moment. Does my side of the bed seem a little crowded to you?  No wonder I am out of bed slurping down coffee instead of snoozing away with them.

*I'm reading One More Thing: Stories and Other Stories by BJ Novak.  It's cracking me up! It's a collection of pretty much ridiculous stories that somehow you seem to relate to.  The short story format has been great too since I don't have too many extended periods of time to read these days.

*Wyndsor is growing like a little weed.  She is a sweet little baby that likes to cry every single freakin' night when Daddy and I are ready for bed.  Barely makes a peep all day (of course).  She is starting to "wake up" more and more; smiling and making adorable little faces. 

*I'm sure it is true of everyone's 2nd child but I have significantly less pictures of the poor kid already.  I tried this week to make an conscious effort to take more and ended up with about a dozen.  Riesling probably has about 100.  Let the younger sibling complex begin.

*It's Friday.  My goals for the weekend include: a trip to BJ's, making a final decision and purchasing a double stroller, and remembering to buy more dark chocolate.  If I'm really feeling ambitious I will vacuum out my car. 

*Someone has a bit of an attitude this morning....

Dinner is served

I realize now how much pregnancy had changed not only my taste buds but my complete desire to cook.  I actually really enjoy cooking and creating new healthy meals for my family.  It's oddly therapeutic (although I could do without the mounding pile of dishes I often create).  Now that I have been freed of the joys of pregnancy and getting back into the swing of things around the house, I find myself in the kitchen more often and adding new recipes to my weekly meal plan.

Sunday night we had lentil sweet potato burgers, gluten free pasta salad, and steamed asparagus.
 

The lentil burger is an adaptation of this recipe. I cut out the dried mango because I didn't have any, added half a cooked sweet potato that I had in the fridge, and modified the spices to our liking.  I cooked them in coconut oil for about 5 minutes per side, basically until they were hot on the inside and topped them with avocado and romaine. I go without a bun to steer clear of the gluten, but Jim had his on a kaiser roll.  YUM!  Riesling was a fan of it as well, particularly when dipped in ketchup.

PASTA SALAD
1 bag of spiral or penne pasta (I used Tinkyada gluten free)
Grape tomatoes
Pitted kalamata olives
orange or yellow pepper
red wine vinegar
olive oil
italian seasoning

Cook pasta according to package directions. 
Rinse in cold water and toss with oil (I used walnut). 
Set aside and let cool completely before adding veggies.
Slice tomatoes and olives in half lengthwise.
Chop pepper.
In a separate bowl toss veggies in red wine vinegar, olive oil, and italian seasoning blend.  I am the worst at measuring (sorry!) but you definitely add more oil than vinegar and just adjust it to your taste. 
Add veggie mix and dressing to cold pasta.
Refrigerate for at least 1 hour before serving.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Well no green beer or crazy bar crawls for me this year (it's been quite a few years since either of those have happened). This year was just a tad bit more low key. I started the morning off bright and early finishing up some art projects with Riesling.  She has quite the talent for sticker placement.

This was followed by a much needed haircut for Mommy while the girls spent a little quality time with their "Gram."  She cut off almost 6 inches, although Jim said it's barely noticeable because I stopped styling my hair months ago and he had actually forgotten what it looked like down.  Long hair was just too much for this Mama to deal with.

After naps, I dug out some green for everyone to wear and managed to get the crew cleaned up and smiling for Daddy's arrival home.  I realize now that I own exactly 2 articles of green clothing, the shirt shown above and a cardigan.  Riesling had one t-shirt.  Apparently we don't wear a lot of green.  Except for Winnie, as a fashionable young baby, she had just the perfect thing for the occasion.

We ended the night with a festive dinner of green including edamame hummus served with blue chips, carrots, & cucumbers and gluten free pizzas topped with kale.

Riesling hogging the carrots.  

  

Overall a successful celebration of the patron saint of Ireland and another Monday survived.

Monday...

"Rejoice with your family in the beautiful land of life."

 ~Albert Einstein

Happy Birthday Riesling

Just two weeks after Winnie was born, with Jim and I still very much in a newborn sleep interrupted fog, Riesling had her 2nd birthday.  I still can't believe my sweet little baby is two!  I was quite sentimental and a little weeping about her birthday.  She will always be my first baby.  The precious little girl that made me a mother.  

I am amazed at the little person she is turning into.  Everyday is certainly an adventure and learning experience, but I suppose that is just parenting.  She is such a little lovebug, full of genuine sweetness and concern for others.  We have to watch her closely in playgroups because she is a bit overly aggressive with her hugs and affection for others.  

Although I really have no idea what the 'standards' are for her age, I proudly consider her to be quite the little smarty pants. She knows her alphabet song, can correctly identify all the 'mommy' letters (she does confuse G and H often though) and most of her 'baby' letters. She can count to 10 and identify the numbers, although we it comes to actually counting items she gets a little questionable after 3 or 4.  

She LOVES books, family reading time, coloring and our trips to the library.  In general she is very attentive and aware of what is going on around her. You really have to watch what you say because she seems to always be tuned in and it often sets her off on a hunt for game, toy, picture, or piece of artwork we may have casually referenced.  She also immensely enjoys playing outside, especially in the garden with daddy. I can't keep her clean for more than 30 seconds outdoors.  This she has picked up from her father as well. 

When her actual birthday approached we decided last minute to throw together something special for her with just Mommy, Daddy, and Baby Winnie.  Jim stopped on the way home from work and picked up balloons (purple and pink at her request), we let her open her gifts from us and a few she had received in the mail from out of town family, and took her to Panera Bread and let her eat the mac n cheese and pick out a cookie.  It was actually a nice day so it worked out perfect because we got her a scooter.  She strapped on the new helmet Papa got her and jumped right on.  She was beyond thrilled. 

The following weekend we had a small party with her close family that live in our area.  We informed her about the party at the very last minute.  She went immediately to her closet and said, "I need a dress."  Seriously how does a 2 year (especially MY 2 year old) know that she needs a special outfit for special occasions?  We decided on this adorable hand-me-down with tights, mostly because of the pockets.

We kept the affair simple with more balloons, a little banner I picked up at Target, and some cute napkins with cupcakes on them that Riesling picked out.  Normally I don't mind cooking but I decided on a hoagie tray from a local deli and just had a few salads and dips to go along with them.  Aunt Becka was nice enough to offer to make the cupcakes, knowing I was a little on the busy side handling a newborn and a toddler.  She made the cutest little puppies!  Cupcakes in general are a rarity at our house, and I am by no means a fancy baker so this was an extra special treat. 

Which she most certainly enjoyed. Down to the last chocolatey crumb.

Although she slept through the majority of the celebration, Winnie was not so sure about the whole thing.

I'm sure big sister Riesling will inform her of the many advantages.  Her current list includes: balloons, cupcakes, and presents.

Newborn Days

The last few weeks have been quite the whirlwind.  I can't believe little Winnie is almost 3 weeks old.  I also can't believe she's only been a part of the family for less than 3 weeks.  Funny how that works. It's been a hectic, emotional but most certainly joyous journey so far.  There are actually a lot of things that I've been wanting to write about; some life stuff I just want to have documented, a long list of things I feel are important to share with my fellow mamas out there, and tons of cute pictures of Riesling and her new baby sister. 

Yesterday around noon I finally decided to "get myself together" while both girls were miraculously sound asleep at the time.  When I started brushing my teeth with Riesling's toddler size tooth brush and didn't actually realize it right away, It struck me that life as I previously knew it is over.  Blogging has just kinda been pushed to the way bottom of an endless list.  I'll get back to it but probably not for a few more weeks.  Today I'm just happy to be wearing jeans without an elastic waistband and have never loved my Keurig more. 

 The new Robinson Family

 Baby Winnie 5 days old

Welcome to the world baby Winnie

Wyndsor Eileen

welcomed with love on February 8, 2014

 

4:24pm

8 pounds 14 ounces

20.5 inches

 Our amazing midwife, Barbara

Big Girl Bed

Back in the summer, when I kinda unexpectedly found out I was pregnant, as parents our minds started racing from here to there. Jim and I were still dealing with a lil babe in our eyes and the idea of another seemed just a bit overwhelming (as well as super exciting).

 Riesling and Mommy August 2014 (sometime at the beginning of my 2nd trimester)

Thankfully human gestation is a lengthy process and it gave us plenty of time for our lil babe to grow up a bit and handle a few things we were concerned about....maybe concerned is the wrong word. A few things we were hopeful would transition by the time she was a big sister. Two big ones were her sleeping arrangement and potty training.

As I mentioned in my Fall recap, we moved Riesling to a twin bed back in September. It really wasn't a choice as much as necessity. I was waiting for about a month or more for her to realize she was capable of climbing out of her crib. I could just see it coming. And once it did there was really no turning back. To be honest I think she hated that crib from day one. We did (and to some extent still do) a lot of co-sleeping. I know it's a controversial subject but I've done a lot of reading about it and we really felt like it worked best for our family. Sure there were some nights when it wasn't the best or most comfortable scenario but for the most part it allowed us all to get more sleep, nurse easily, and bond. Typically Riesling would start out in the crib and end up with us at some point mid way through the night. Once she woke up she was a terror to get back to sleep in the crib, but slip her in between Mommy and Daddy and she was out like a light.  I thought that switching her to a bed would result in no sleep time in her room and full time in our bed.  Although allowable and doable for us, not ideal, especially with Baby #2 on the way.

We considered a lot of options: mattress on our floor, toddler bed, gates, etc.  In the end we decided to go right to a twin in her room and skip another transition stage of a toddler bed. I didn't buy a convertible crib knowing we wanted more kids and they would probably be closer in age.  So the investment in a toddler bed and additional crib mattress just didn't make sense for us. We just put the twin mattress right on the floor with one side against the wall. I had planned to get a rail for the other side but never did. We just put an extra pillow on that side. We did find her on the floor sound asleep a few times in the beginning but now she seems to have no problem with it.

The day the mattress was delivered she was napping so it was propped up in the foyer.  How in the world she knew at 18 months that it was her new bed I will never know, but as soon as she woke up and saw that plastic wrapped treasure she immediately demanded that bed go in her room. It was the funniest thing.  We barely had it on the floor before she climbed up on with a pillow and a stacks of books. She loved it from first site. Although it still didn't eliminate my concerns about any potential issues when it came to actually sleeping.

Well wouldn't you know it, it had the opposite effect. She freakin' loved her new bed so much by the second or third night she slept through to about 5 am. She does still occasionally wake up in the middle of the night and come into our bed but far less than ever before. We have a unique set up in the house where her room is directly connected to ours so we just keep the door off and have a curtain hanging up. Her bed is on that side of the room and we have night lights set so it's a clear bath. I would say the majority of the time we aren't greeted by her little scampering feet until after 5am. She hops in bed and typically will snuggling up for another hour or more.

Our biggest challenge really is getting her to sleep initially.  We never did any type of sleep training or "crying it out" so it's always been a little bit of a process.  Now just a little more so since she can easily get out of the bed.  We try to be very routine with her with her evening and bedtime routine, so that is helpful.  The rest just requires patience and a little off key singing.  

We left the crib up, which she has gladly declared is now for the baby.  We plan on giving room sharing a try....I will let you know how that one turns out. Hopefully we get just as lucky.

Let's pretend it's Fall again

I am loathing winter at the moment.  I try not to be too negative about the brief (but oh so long!) few months when the cold sweeps in and steals my soul.  But today I am feeling it.  Winter I am over you and your incessant snow fall, frigid temperature with subzero windchill, potholes, ice patches, and lack of sunshine.

I know most are looking longingly toward Spring (not that I am not) which is a logical choice to keep away the winter blues.  But I keep finding myself wishing for Fall.  It's my favorite time of year and I just love spending every possible moment outdoors in the crisp air as I bust out my favorite jeans and watch my summer tan slowly fade.  We had a pretty jammed back Fall last year and I didn't seem to post much about it.  I think after a long summer of pregnancy sickness, I was finally feeling good and just wanted to enjoy the time rather than think about it.  Today I am thinking about it.....

Brunch in NYC

September was action packed with travel including: our annual Labor Day trip to Ohio where Riesling enjoyed my brothers excavation project to the fullest and managed to get dirty than I ever thought possible; a trip to NYC to visit friends complete with Riesling's first taxi ride (with no car seat, eek!); and a quick jaunt to Brooklyn with Riesling in tow for the bridal shower of a dear friend.  We also jammed in a few good hikes, a trip to our enjoy the festivities at our local Snipes frame, and introduced Riesling to her big girl bed. 

October brought a growing baby bump, a trip to the pumpkin patch with Grandma and Grandpa, two weddings, celebrating my 33rd birthday, and enjoying lots of Halloween fun.

 

November seemed to bring along a bit colder temperatures we busted out the flannel, sweatshirts, and carharts and still enjoyed a lot of fresh air and outdoor activities with a trip to Connecticut to meet the latest addition to the Levin family and lots of fun closing down the garden and playing in the leaves.  Jim and I also celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary with Riesling at our favorite vegetarian restaurant, The Blue Sage. 

 

 We actually ended November with a very snowy trip to Ohio for Thanksgiving but I will just try to forget that....

A few funny toddler moments as of lately.....

After getting in one of the bathroom vanity drawers where I keep my lady stuff, Riesling found a "pink one" unwrapped it and proudly displayed her new pantiliner "sticker" across the front of her shirt and wore it around the house for several hours.

She calls her glow worm 'Baby' and sings and gently rocks it. I find it so funny because it is meant to soothe her with its lullabies and she is singing over top of the music. She sweetly chooses the songs daddy and I sing to her at bedtime.  She is seriously prepping for her new role as a big sister.

She likes to break out in a dance while eating dinner.  She starts wiggling in her booster seat and bobbing her head, followed by "Dance Mommy, Dance.  Dance Daddy!"  Relentless until we are all bobbing and bouncing along with her. 

She lays with her legs over the arms rests and her head leaning back in her Minnie chair and declares, "Just relaxing Mommy."

Taking time for life's moments

Waiting for a second child to arrive is so different than the first. With Riesling I remember sitting around rubbing my belly just waiting for this entirely new life to begin.  Life as a parent. Daydreaming about what he or she would look like and what it would feel like to make this incredible transformation into the stage of my life. I was taking long, long walks, watching too much TV, getting pedicures, and obsessing over baby gear.

Not to be taken the wrong way, but this time I find myself barely thinking about the new little baby.  I do try to take some time each night to just relax and absorb the movements of the baby will I lather my belly with lightly scented oil.  But, for the most part this time I find myself trying to spend as much time as possible in these last few days or weeks trying to absorb what it's like to just be Riesling's mom. Soaking up all the little tidbits of her tiny world. What a drastic change this is going to be for her. Ever moment we are together is about us, whether it's the two of us or us as a family.  Then all the sudden one day it just won't be. There will be this complete other person taking away from all those little moments. I know in the long run she will love having a sibling and Jim and I will love having a family that is just a little bit fuller, but I know there will be a transition period for everyone. I just can't help but put aside cleaning, cooking, or some other 'chore' of the day to sit and selfishly take in these last moments.

Many times over the last 23 months since Riesling was born I have reminded myself that there are so many moments you just can't get back.  I can remember it being Fall, having the windows open with that perfect kind of breeze blowing in.  It was quiet and peaceful in the late morning, I was rocking her while she slept all snuggled up in my arms.  At 7-8 months most people would have told me that she should be sleeping in her crib for a nice long nap, not in my arms. My dirty kitchen probably echoed the same sentiment but it was just what she needed at that moment. A moment I could give her and myself. A moment I would never be able to have again. Knowing that she would quickly grow past the phase. Knowing that I would never again having a quiet late morning with just one little sweet baby to give all my attention to. These days feel like that. 

Gluten Free Butternut Squash Lasagna

I proud to report that we just used the last of the butternut squash from our garden in last night dinner.  We just opened the last jar of strawberry jam and only have a small bag of frozen peas and a bag of frozen tomatoes left so spring needs to get her pronto!

I modified this recipe and think it turned out pretty darn good.  The few changes I made included:

• For the sauce, I steamed the squash using our steamer.  Threw it in the Vitamix with a little water.  Then just added sauteed garlic and a little olive oil.  I used a more finely grated romano/parmesan cheese blend that I had on hand and added about 1/4-1/2 C. I just kind of eye balled it based on the consistency and flavor I was looking for.
• I substituted gluten free lasagna noodles.  I like the Tinkyada brand which is available at my local grocery store or health food store.  I found that they fell apart a little during cooking but it might have been partially due to my too small pot, so I went for a traditional pan lasagna instead of the roll ups.  I think it was a heck of a lot easier anyways.
• No egg in the ricotta blend.  Just because I forgot.   

 Prep was the longest part but lasagna one of those things you can make ahead of time and throw in the oven close to dinner time.  It also made a large batch so I'm planning to freeze some of the leftovers for a quick easy dinner after Baby arrives.  

Happy Girl

Some may say that I'm a little "crazy" about what I allow Riesling to eat.  It's actually probably more a matter of what I won't let her eat.  I could go on a very long rant about the subject but I will refrain and just say that our little gal has had very limited sweets in her nearly 2 years of existence.  I have given in to a few bits of birthday cake and some ice cream but otherwise we stick with fruit and homemade 'treats' that I make with natural sweeteners.

Today we went our for breakfast and Jim and I decided to let her have the chocolate chip Mickey mouse pancakes.  A little extra special treat since her days as an only child are soon coming to an end.  She was in heaven.  It's funny what a few chocolate chips will do for a girl.  She didn't even need any syrup.  She just gobbled them up plain.

My New Year

I know it's already mid January so I'm a little late with the New Year Resolution thing.  When the start of the month and a sparkling new year rolled in I was feeling pretty poor physically and mentally, so the thought of dealing with anything beyond the very basic needs of my family and myself was more than I could handle.  It really threw me for a loop mentally to be feeling so weak and fragile.  I think a lot of it had to do with it being the anticipated birth month of the baby.  Even though I was weeks and weeks away from my 'due date' (I'm currently 37+ weeks) it just seemed like I should have "all my ducks in a row" or at least be putting them there, which was definitely not happening.  Combined with the thought of going into labor when I was already in severe pain with the rib injury put me into mental overload.  Anyways, here I am a few weeks later feeling MUCH better and ready to get this New Year started.

*One of the biggest things I want to be better at this year is making time for myself.  I had a really hard time with this when Riesling was a newborn and know that time in general will be available in even more limited quantities with two little ones, so I'm trying to set my mind to it from the start. As a new mom, I felt very guilty being away from Riesling and felt that no one could quite give her what she needed from me.  Plus breastfeeding is really consuming and she wasn't a fan of bottles.  So, I definitely let her run the show.  I'm not saying that I regret that or think it was the wrong decision, I just think that I need to remember that caring for myself including working out, eating right, and having a little personal time for things like shaving my legs doesn't make me a bad mom.  I know have a gym membership where there is a daycare so I want to make that part of our routine pretty early in the game. 

*This kind of ties in with making time for myself too.  I want to read more.  Even if it's some Oprah book club novels, articles online or listing to books on tape.  I tend to feel pressured to read in depth classic literature or chiropractic research journals.  You really have to be on your A game to get into some of that stuff which means I don't do it.

*Experiment more with food. Once the garden and farmer's markets are in full swing I really want to try some new and exciting recipes and food preservation methods.  I'm in a bit of a rut lately but I'll blame it on the lack of fresh ingredients and my constant heartburn.

“I have the opportunity, once more to right some wrongs, to pray for peace, to plant some trees, and sing more joyful songs.”

~William Arthur Ward