First Weekend 2015

Nate had this weekend off, a first since the middle of November. It was really nice to have him home and not be on my own all day. When working full time, a weekend is not long enough to get everything that needs to be done competed and still feel like adequate time is spent with baby. Plus, Everett is exhausting all on one’s own. We didn’t end up getting our act together to really get anything done on Saturday but made a trip to Burlington on Sunday. We needed some staples at Costco and had a couple other errands to run. It snowed a few inches Saturday night so there was some shoveling to do before we could leave. Everett “helped” Nate and was happy to be out in the snow (despite the fact it was raining at the time).  Everett came in and had some lunch and then it was time to get ready to go. Nate had to wrestle him to get his shoes on. It was an image I wish I had captured. Everett pinned to the floor on his back. His arms spread out wide under Nate’s legs, his one foot wedged under Nate’s arm. E didn’t seem to mind too much yet continued to flail as much as he could. He certainly demands his independence!
I’m home with him today. He felt really warm this morning and as I was taking his temp, he threw up all over us. Mmmm. Glad I hadn’t eaten yet. So no school/work for the two of us today. Hoping he feels better tomorrow but really not too disappointed to miss work. It’s also freezing cold and I was stressing about what to wear to work and keeping the house warm.
While it’s been a challenge these last few months, figuring out how to be a parent now that it consists of more discipline, teaching and actual development of personhood then the basics of making sure he’s happy, healthy and safe. Lots of reading about parenting styles ahead of me. {Suggestions?? Let me know!!} The tools in my toolbox aren’t equipped to make it all up at this stage. I know there will always be new situations that will be difficult to navigate but there is a foundation yet to be built. Without one, we’re in troubled waters. Despite the challenges, I would much prefer to spend the majority of my time home with him. I feel I can better serve us at home, cooking, keeping the house minimally disaster free and working to develop both of our selves as parental unit and growing human. Don’t misinterpret that to mean I don’t want to have a life outside of the home (aka career development), I just know now that I don’t know how I can or want to balance those two worlds.
Do you stay home with your littles? How did you come to the decision? Do you miss working outside the home?



Thanksgiving Eve 2014

I’d say it’s been a pretty successful evening. Moseyed into the kitchen around 6:00 after a round of peek-a-boo and boo-boo-hugs. Everett purposefully hits his head on the wall followed by a fake whine and a head first dive in for a boo-boo-hug from mom. We usually don’t get home until 6:00 so it was nice to have that time instead of having to plow right into making dinner while hubs gets to hang with the monkey. Anyyywayyy…in the four or so hours I spend cooking this evening I managed to get about half my thanksgiving to-do list completed, threw in a batch of crackers and sauerkraut as well. (The sauerkraut isn’t for tomorrow, btw). My full list includes:
•Raspberry and apple baked Brie
•green bean casserole
•mashed potatoes
•dinner rolls
•chocolate cream pie
•whipped cream
I prepped the green bean casserole so all it needs now is the crispy onion topping and about 30 minutes in the oven. The chocolate cream pie is all set and just needs some pretty dollops of whipped cream, which I also “whipped” up tonight. Now all I need to get done tomorrow, in between chasing the rascal around, is the potatoes, rolls and Brie, all of which should be made day of and as close to feast time anyway. I would have liked to get the potatoes peeled ahead of time but I’m glad I was able to put together the crackers. They’re cinnamon and sage wheat thins. A sweet, crunchy cracker that will go nicely with the tart and creamy cheese. I was also able to take the time and have the wherewithal to pack up some empty Tupperware so we can take home some leftovers and I made sure the crispy onions, crackers and a basket for the rolls all made it into the bag as well so when I’m running around like a crazy person tomorrow trying to finish up my task list, feed, bath and dress both myself and the E-monster, I won’t be half way north and realize I forgot something crucial. There’s still time though. I could very well forget the whole bag! Fingers and toes crossed that is not the case.
Look out for a recipe for the crackers in the coming week or so over at the food blog.
And now, as I’m falling asleep typing, I am going to bed!
Good night and let the turkey fairy bring you tidings of comfort and joy.


Don’t. Just, Don’t.

Here it is, short and sweet, me, telling you, what to do and not to do, again.

Don’t tell me I “look tired”.  I have a baby.  Looking tired seems inevitable, right?  If you ARE right, then I probably feel just how I look and with that, do not need the obvious brought further to my attention.  In addition, you might be right that I LOOK tired, even though I’ve finally had the opportunity to sleep a full 8 hours now for a one night, a week, months maybe, but the haggard look persists.  Maybe I don’t have the opportunity to eat as much as I should, drink my 8 glasses of water, shower properly.  Either way, unless I have a cheerio stuck to the side of my face, buggers on my sleeve, and my shirt on backwards I don’t really need my physical appearance (that, mind you, I can’t change without a day at the spa or some kind of medical procedure) pointed out to me.  I’m most likely insecure about how my appearance has changed over the last two years, on second thought, I probably don’t have time to care…regardless of whether I care of don’t, it’s not your job to waggle your pity finger in my face about how tired I look or scold me about taking better care of myself.  I’ll figure it out, eventually.  Let me drag my exhausted self around in peace and worry about other things that matter.  Like whether my baby is eating too many simple carbohydrates, enough protein or too much fruit.  Like getting to work on time, remembering to finish all my daily tasks before my brain shuts off only to be reawakened by the “what’s for dinner” routine.

Ask me about my kid. He’s all I want to talk about, really, if we’re being honest, and I am.  I mean, he’s obviously the most adorable child that has graced this world.  He’s spirited, has more character than we know what to do with and every day brings something new!  Ask me about that rather than waste time talking about the Mary Poppin size bags under my eyes, which I’ve come to accept will be the case for the rest of my life. I really don’t like talking about me. So, please, take a moment to think about what it is you really want from our interaction. Also, consider the consequences of ticking off an under-rested lady!

This has been another public service announcement from your friendly (yet sometimes not so friendly) and brutally honest, neighborhood finger waggler.


To my mom: no this does not pertain to you, well, maybe sometimes.


I’m Sorry I’m Not Sorry

Forgive me readers for I have sinned.  It’s been over six months since my last confession, I mean, post.  It’s not for a lack of musings to share, more for a lack of time, energy, focus and overall lack of cognitive agility.  Since September, I’ve gone back to work full time, the hubs was given the full time, year round standing that he’s been waiting for all these years, I had my golden birthday and have now been ushered out of my late twenty somethings and into my 30’s.  Everett started at daycare which proceeded a last minute search for a new daycare plan with hubs heading back to work sooner than planned.  That was a fun, emotional roller coaster.  At least he ended up at a great place that we’re both happy with (despite their very high ‘tuition’).  There’s been Halloween, where Ev threw up massively, leaving us both in need of full, literal, costume changes.  Then there was Thanksgiving,  an eclectic mix of family and friends, including my half brother from another mother and the other mother.  A week later, Ev learned to sit (stay, good boy).  And then there’s Christmas.  We hosted in our new crib and though we didn’t have power (or heat or water) days before, we still managed to keep everyone happy, warm and fed.  Since then, it’s been a frigid, precipitous winter of a challenging work and home balance act with the addition of a college course through April.  So, you’re about caught up…
Everett is now nine and a half months (no, I don’t recall how many weeks, I’m lucky enough to remember what day of the week it is).  He’s experienced much change in the last 20 some days and I have to say, I’m enjoying pretty much all of it.  His three quarter birthday was on March 15.  He spent his first night in his own room that night.  It was a tough transition, more for me than him.  I liked having him near by.  I could hear him breathing, for one, but it was convenient when he needed to be nursed, to have him only a roll away from our bed.

NOTE: This post went unfinished. Shocking! Thought I’d post what I had anyway. This would have been from March 2014. Enjoy!IMG_3828.JPG








Soup Season Has Returned

Tonight’s dinner was a thrown together overall win.  With an array of stray vegetables piling up in the fridge now that our farm share is over, it’s become somewhat of a personal achievement to create meals utilizing what we have and supplementing via grocery store as minimally as possible.  While it’s taken me three days to take the peeled, cut and steamed butternut squash and carrots, (working all day and wanted to do nothing but cuddle up with a babe will do that), and turn them into a delicious soupy meal, it was certainly worth the wait.  Butternut squash, carrot and ginger soup, topped with Vermont Creamery’s madagascar vanilla crème fraîche and a side of fresh Elmore Mountain Bread’s country french bread. Yum.

Butternut Squash, Carrot & Ginger Soup

1 small to medium size Butternut Squash, peeled, cut into 1/2 inch cubes
1 pound or so of Carrots, peeled, cut into 1/4 inch cubes
1 medium Onion, chopped
1 tablespoon Olive Oil
1 quart Vegetable Broth/Stock
1-2 tablespoons grated fresh Ginger Root
4 small-medium Garlic cloves
Salt & Pepper

  • Steam the carrots and squash until soft when you stick a fork in them.  
  • Add the oil to a large pot on medium heat.  Once heated, add onions.  When onions are soft and starting to brown, add garlic.  Cook until aromatic.
  • Add softened carrots, squash, veg broth and ginger to the pot.
  • Bring to a boil and let the liquid cook down slightly (approximately 20 minutes).  
  • Season with salt and pepper to taste
  • Remove pot from heat.  Using a wand emulsifier, puree the chunks.  Blend to the desired consistency.
  • Serve hot topped with creme fraiche and sided with warm crusty bread & butter.