For most of my life I’ve had little to no interest in cooking. Sure I loved to eat but I had no desire to be the one cooking it. I viewed cooking as something I had to do rather than something I wanted to do. Here’s my timeline for somewhat reluctantly developing my cooking skills:
The only thing that really helped me to learn more was motherhood. Now that my son is here, I keep picturing him going over someone’s house and saying his mommy can’t cook like this. Or worse him not wanting to come home because mommy’s food sucks. I should say I’m not a terrible cook just an uninterested one. I could always cook simple things like baked chicken, most items from a box and rice among other things but I’ve never really enjoyed it. However my paranoia, son and new job (Domestic Engineer) have all helped to make me care. I owe a huge thanks to Pinterest for having tons of fun easy things to experiment with. I’ve been having so much fun cooking using different recipes that I wanted to dedicate an entire post to what I’ve been up to in the kitchen.
Same recipe I mentioned before except I adjusted the measurements to accommodate the amount of pumpkin I had left over
Most people I know have cooked one or both of these but this was my first time trying it
Simple, easy and tasty
I would definitely consider this a fad but it was fun to do this using only the microwave
Side note I have a Pinterest addiction in case you couldn’t tell 😉
So I finally figured out how to link a video directly from YouTube! Hopefully it works☺
September’s date night didn’t happen…
So I’ll insert a few of my favorite related Pins from Pinterest (original sources unknown) instead.
The Target pin is so true and we actually did this numerous times due to the second pin about buying a house which leads to the reason we’ll be having third pins often. LOL
Onward to October’s dates 🙂
A friend sent me the most amazing looking pin in the world (at that moment). It was Pumpkin Cobbler. It’s promise of ease and tastiness drew me in. I bought all of the ingredients the next day. I was determined to bake this as it seemed perfect for dessert. My husband was intrigued because he hasn’t seen me this excited about a recipe since discovering cauliflower bread. He took our son while I started. We didn’t directly work together but it was still a team effort. Our quick dinner of frozen pizza and wings was done and our cobbler was minutes away from completion. I quickly put dinner on our plates and tried hard not to rush to dessert. Whomp whomp… Hubby was too sick to eat it. Poor guy couldn’t even finish dinner. But as bad as I felt for him I was thrilled for my success!
I immediately cut myself a piece and was extremely pleased with both ease, taste and smell. Since he was feeling better after he slept a while he was able to have a piece. It wasn’t fresh out of the oven like I planned but he still said he enjoyed it. Then he went to sleep again so I didn’t count that as our date night.
One thing I discovered thanks to September’s fail and hubby getting sick was that we have a better chance of alone time in the morning during our son’s first nap. We didn’t do anything extravagant but it led to something exciting. A different version of the pumpkin cobbler recipe from Pinterest; pumpkin cobbler muffins. I wanted to make up for our precooked dinner earlier in the week due to my excitement over the cobbler so I decided to cook a homemade breakfast. It was faster, the first meal of the day and could be enjoyed while our son slept which meant we could actually spend this time together.
I warned him in advance I didn’t know the exact way to translate the recipe to muffins (individual servings) so it might not be as good as the original. While I prepared we talked about what we wanted to do for the day as well as things we wanted to do to the house as money allowed. Then we went our separate ways. He gamed and I baked. Once I was finished I emerged with sausage, potatoes, fried eggs and Pumpkin Cobbler Muffins!
Yummy! This recipe sparked a fire in me. Pinterest wasn’t only good for wasting a ton of time on things that looked pretty, sound good and were funny. Pinterest was actually useful. So I figured I’ll keep using Pinterest for fun recipes for in home date nights. Plus I can use it for Penny Date type ideas any time I need to come up with something outside of the home that’s adventurous and affordable. I must thank my friend and Pinterest for saving date night before it even became regular.
I’m not sure why but pictures from older posts are no longer there. My only theory is that I deleted the pictures from Media and that’s why they’re no longer there… Well this is simply my way of acknowledging that they’re gone and I haven’t the foggiest way of how to retrieve them. Sorry and going forward I won’t delete anything unless this happens regardless then I’m not sure what I’ll do.
We finally bought a house! It took a lot of work to get to this point but we’re finally home. I’ll make random posts about it as we fix it but this will be a bunch of before pictures. It’s a small fixer but a great starter home and the price was right. I would include a video but I don’t know how.
This is our first home as a family! We might not be here when you’re a big boy but know that we went through a lot to make sure you had a yard to run around in.
Lots of things have been happening lately but the most important thing has been an invaluable lesson about the difference between the love I have for my human baby and my fur baby. Before I gave birth to my son (even up until these events) I used to think I’d love my human and animal baby the same. I used to believe I would not make a huge distinction between the two besides the obvious difference of human being the priority in the event of an emergency. Now I understand how naive I was. Here’s how my thinking has been altered…
The Eyeopener: I went to my house early during the week in order to continue fixing it up. I left my son with my mom and thanked her for watching him. A few hours later I get a call from my sister saying she had something to tell me. She asked if I was sitting down. My heart races, I feel faint and I’m on the verge of a full blown panic attack. In those brief seconds before my mom got on the phone my mind raced about all the things that could be wrong with my son. Did he have an allergic reaction to something? Did they discover he has asthma like I do? Did he all of a sudden have something else horrible happen? But my mom grabbed the phone and simply said Oreo’s eye is swollen. Oreo is my fur baby and not once did he come into my mind as my sister started her conversation. Upon hearing it was him, I was completely relieved. I felt awful because not once did I think about him. And I felt even worse that I was relieved it was my fur baby instead of my human baby. At this point I said to myself “shame on you for being relieved” and I promised myself I’d change that in the future.
The Heart Cracker: Again I was heading to my house for the same reason as before under the same circumstances. This time I didn’t make it. Without going into too many details, I was in an accident. No it wasn’t my fault and yes everyone is alive. I needed to go to the house so I did but I cried while in the bathroom. I eventually got myself together and went back to my mom’s house. I cried off and on the entire way and I freaked out a few times afraid someone would hit me. Upon arriving back at my mom’s I cried again. All I could think about is how much worse it would have been if my son was in the car. I cried to my mom for the pain I was in, the accident that shook me up and the thought of what could have happened. She (my mom) tried her best to reassure me and remind me that he wasn’t in the car and he was perfectly safe. This was the final event that let me know there is a difference.
The Equalizer/ Redemption (sort of): While I know they aren’t the same there are still times when fur baby will win. We’ve discovered human baby can’t be trusted with animals until he understands gentle touches. One night while playing with his daddy (my husband), he sat quietly watching Oreo. He didn’t try to touch him like normal so we let him keep watching his doggie. A few seconds later Oreo gets brave and walks towards this space invader to get a closer look. This is a big deal because ever since the last incident he no longer tries to interact with his human sibling. Right as he gets closer Mr. Fast Hands grabs Oreo’s ear and pulls so hard he yelps and runs. I was angry. I immediately grabbed Oreo and gave him lots of snuggles and love. At the same time, I looked at my son and told him (in a stern voice) we do not treat Oreo (or any animal) that way. I never thought I could be angry with a baby but in that moment he attacked my fur baby. Sure I was mad but that felt like my redemption. I was reminded that no they aren’t the same but like all things in life there are certain reactions for every occasion.
As much as I wanted to believe I wouldn’t make a difference and I’d try to treat them the same I know differently. I know while I love my fur baby tremendously he’s not the same as my human baby. I realize my human baby will come first in the event of an emergency. However there are still instances when my fur baby will win. It’ll all depend on the circumstances. But for now I walk away from my experiences with a little more knowledge and acceptance than before. I love you son and now I know my love for you isn’t the same as for your fur brother but it doesn’t have to be. The love I have for you, your fur brother, your dad and others is all different and that’s ok.
I’m literally at the tail end of the best date night since having my son. This has been magical. What was supposed to be a quick trip turned into an impromptu night for my husband and I.
It started as needing to drop off things but I ended up inviting hubby. He was tired and didn’t feel like going but he knows his wife and agreed to humor me. As we were heading to our intended destination we saw food trucks and thought “that’s where we’re going for dinner”. I should mention this is special because after a hard week at work, pregnancy pain and irritation hubby surprised me by taking me to a food truck event. Happiest pregnant lady ever! Anyways we dropped everything off and headed back.
Upon arriving we see a compacted area of awesome near our new house (we bought a house but that’s a different post). We, for the first time in forever, get carded tagged and walk into the event.
We see this along with tons of food, adults, kids and pets.
I didn’t get any pictures because I was too busy enjoying myself. I ate popcorn chicken with gravy and Jasmine rice plus lumpia. Hubby ate chicken adobo with Jasmine rice and lumpia. I don’t remember the name of the truck but it was slightly salty yet still delicious. Then we tried fancy grass fed hot dogs and those were amazing. I ate a spicy cheddar dog and he ate a kobe beef dog. As we ate we laughed, cracked food jokes and enjoyed each other’s company. It was epic.
Fast forward to right now and we’re sipping on chai tea & drip coffee while enjoying an almond croissant. That’s when the lightning struck for this post! I plan on making this a regular post for two reasons. One we NEED a date night. Two it sort of holds me accountable for making time for date night. I’m not saying this will be weekly but it’ll at least be monthly. Once a month we can focus on each other and continue to make sure WE as a couple are still in sync.
PS – please forgive any errors (or crummy quality of pics) as I’m writing this on my phone☺
We’ve been together since I was born. We’ve weathered many storms. We’ve gone on adventures and explored new places. You never judged me or left me in my time of need. Now that I enter a new phase in my life I couldn’t help but notice our relationship has changed. You’re fading, going away, backing off… I don’t know how to deal with this. I knew it was a possibility but I fooled myself into thinking we were going to get through this untouched. I figured you were strong enough to stick around during the most exciting yet scariest time in my life OUR life. But, like so many others have already experienced, you abandoned me so where do we go from here.
Okay so that was extremely dramatic but you get my point. I started noticing thinning around my hairline when I hit 3 months postpartum. At 4 months I knew I wasn’t crazy and that my edges were indeed thinning. This wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t convince myself that my edges would be fine. However I did and now I’m way more traumatized than I should be. I would pick my son over my edges but I miss them. Pulled back hairstyles don’t look the same and the overall feel of a simple ponytail or bun is just sad now. I have confidence my edges will return to me but for now I wonder where our relationship went wrong. Was it the pregnancy hormones? The lack of attention? The frequent washing without conditioning? Only time will reveal the reason but know I miss you and I will do everything I can to get you to come back to me.
This blog is and always will be a way for my son (or any future children) to get to know me and hopefully to give anyone else some comfort that they aren’t alone. But I’ve been wondering… Should I include pictures? I’m still leaning towards none with faces but posting a few. My reasoning is you (my son) will have all of the ones with the faces included so having them for the world to see is unnecessary. On the other hand I’m sure I’ll want to show you your mommy’s progress as she gets healthy and shrinks down! Okay okay I just want to show my progress.
Wow you just attempted to roll over as I’m writing this (6/30/16)!! You didn’t but I’m excited now.
I’m going to be honest this is also about me and by golly I want to have evidence of how far I’ve come. Now I should be honest and say I was overweight before I being pregnant but I’d love to slim down and get even better than what I was 🙂 My constant silent goal since turning 26 was to improve in some way every year. Well I’ve been failing. Sure I’ve changed but it wasn’t necessarily an improvement. So now that you’ve arrived I feel as though my drive has been renewed. (Side note you’re angrily shaking the toys attached to the top of your play mat and it’s adorable). Must pause for undisclosed amount of time because my time for writing is up…
The pause was super long (7/25/16)! I honestly don’t remember everything I was going to write so I’ll sum it up based on what’s above.
- eventually post about my health and fitness journey
- post pics of my family but our faces will be covered/ not included
- figure out how to document buying our first home just in case we’ve moved by the time you’re old enough to read/ appreciate this
- post weekly about whatever is going on in my world because I need an outlet
- find an outlet because being a Stay At Home Mom is still strange for me (I’ve worked consistently for over a decade)
- live with purpose ( I won’t elaborate on that for now because I’m still determining what that means for me)
- use more memes because they’re funny
- side note: anyone know if you can find the source of a meme? I’d like to give credit where it’s due or ask permission. If not I’ll attempt to figure out how to create my own